The Chopped Shop presents UGK's Hits 'Chopped n'
Well, well, well, well, baby For one day you and then you're gone A long, long way, yeah, yeah, I la ra ra ra ra yeah Well, well, I know, I know, I know,
Mama put me out at fourteen So I start sellin' crack and codeine Time to stack some paper I do it quick I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin' wit, yeah
My mama's son But I everyday like it's my muthafuckin' last one nigga and they mama askin' why But I'm in the game live by the and in the game I'ma die
But if I die or I say if I go Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the and go 'Cause ain't promised to me The only thing to a playa is the penitentiary
So take care of my business on the smooth tip Watch my sellin' crack and pack two clips And when ya about that you say, "It'll be on" It's a trip you're here today but the next day you're
One day you're here, And you're gone One day here, baby And then gone
One day you're here, And then gone One day you're here, And then you're
This world we livin' in man it ain't but drama Everyone wanna ya in New York niggas gettin' shot fo bombers Now they got yo life in the former in like California wit dubs are hydroponic, marijuana
Gangbangin' got the ghetto hotter than a Down in Orange my nigga died on the corner a funky-ass dice game I saw him once before he died wished it was twice
I remember bein' eight deep off in crib Lettin' us act bad not givin' a what we did When we lost him I knew the world was to the end And I had to quit lettin' that devil me to a sin
My been in the pen fo damn near ten But now it looks like when he come out man I'm in So I walk around wit my mind blown in my own fuckin' zone 'Cause one day you here but the next day you
One day here, baby And you're gone One day here, baby And then gone
I'm up early 'cuz ain't light in the daytime Smoke two sweets Peanut holder my boulders on the PA pipes AK loader as I get swallowed under city
Niggas be lookin' shife, so shife Can't show no weakness wit these bitches jacked Mayn it's a trip where I stay for me bitches tryin' to lock me up for the whole century
They gave my nigga down in Dante 19 I wish that we could smoke again and take a lean My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I ain't no My man jus' lost his baby in a house fire
And when I got on my knees that to pray I asked God why he let killas live And take my homeboy's son Man if you got kids 'em you love 'em God jus might call 'em home 'Cuz one day you're here, the next day gone
I know, you know, well, well, La ra la ra, I know, yeah, Yeah, gone One day you're here, on And then you're I know, you know, I
Yeah, oh, la ra la ra, la ra la ra No, no, no, no, no, no Come on, come on baby, La ra ra ra ra
One day here, baby And then gone Next day gone One day you're here, And you're gone, gone Next day gone Come on, don't me, yeah leave me baby