He, he, he,
What kind of always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this always know Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on Nobody invited you and you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, my distance, mind my business You, somebody talk, you in they like a dentist We keep it gangsta, mommas it 'cause they know it's real UGK, we keeps it real, mobbin' through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, heat when my brain spill You for it, images without no coke connect We keep it crunk and poppin' niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we and kill
You try to stop it, get yo' shit broke up in pieces We roll deep in brand new wit secret features Game preachers move yo' for you mamasitas We players on the field, y'all in them bleachers
You down behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You what you just done, you done shot off nigga
You down behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
Man, come on now, you shot off just like Mike Davis a knockoff or his tight-ass shirt when the button pop off You standin' it's snowin' you got yo' and socks on Who holds the key? No fucking 'bout it, I broke the off
I the top off, took the comma, period, dot off And ran on wit it and broke you a lot off I'm hot and startin' to boil, don't turn the pot off You just wit it, pimpin' yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that and wipe yo' snot off Excuses you be for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce yo' position, stop hatin' because you not boss MJG, pimp tight, I'm yo' spot off
And I don't reach, yo' plans, fucking yo' plot off I go hard and I sheave and I'm not off And livin' on the edge rebellin' I'm never off Like Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
You down behind my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you shot off nigga
You down behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You what you just done, you done shot off nigga
Now you can check yo' ego at the do' or let The drama unfold and check my rap sheet, I'm almost ten million sold, I'm only cause I want to I got enough plaques, needless to say, my Rappers told me to get on track and so I did it
Quickly wrote my sixteen and spit it By the end of the verse say, once again, Ludacris, sit it I'll wipe this wit yo' face and put yo' pride in the trash My whole career is my video, I'm showin' my ass
I it, "Gangsta, gangsta!", shooters and shanksters Until you shot off motherfuckers, I'm a thank you, you Runnin' yo' mouth my back until you run out of time but At least yo' talkin' let's me know some stay on yo' mind
It ain't wrong wit that tell em grabbin' the thang And then I put it to yo' brain and change You ever hope fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' back and Is what I'm drinkin' steady thinkin' 'bout these pigs I'm to bring home the bacon
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, or twenty sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you shot off nigga
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, or twenty sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off