Touched Lyrics - Ridin' Dirty - Ugk

Listen up, I got a story to tell 

Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell 

Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell 

Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the cool 

Now, once upon a time not too long ago 

A nigga, like myself had to strong arm a ho 

Now, this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy 

But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me 

He used to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes 

Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues 

Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk 

In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk 

Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump 

You aimin' that bitch in the sky, you chump 

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Point that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what? 

You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump 

Man, I thought he played bold, be he ain't even fuss 

Man, the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus' 

But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't surprised 

I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes 

Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey 

He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self 

In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin' 

So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself 

And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self 

Oh, yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope 

That this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson. 

Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched 

'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold 

Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas 

Better get some cut and get my name out yo' mouth 

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'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, testin' me 

But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that carry the jack 

Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to quit with that po' 

Hustlin' and take another ride 

Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked 

Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine syrup 

Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine 

And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes 

Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard 

Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear your weak mind apart 

Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he don't know 

I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him 

But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, then you picked 

The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn 

Some say that, "Them bitches stun", so raise yo' own children 

Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with caution 

'Cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch. 

Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched 

You done crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked 

I already told you before, but you ain't borrowing that 

So, this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map 

Such a shame but this all in the game and since the early sixties 

Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters over here 

And haters over there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air 

I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad 

'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad 

I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world 

Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she said 

"Baby, I can't take it", push my dick up in her harder 

Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a simp-ass nigga 

You told that bitch, that, "You love her", but I'm straight up fuckin' 

That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot 

'Cause you ain't shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try 

And beat that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper 

Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you 

Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud 

But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans 

Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the place to be 

First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin' ki's 

Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead 

Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head 

Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump 

With night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy 

And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck 

Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut 

But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched 

Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs 

And you will get touched because yo' ass deserve 

To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em 

What real type of bitch you is and it's that boy named 

Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due 

And I gotta tell it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched 

Razor neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl