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Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I
Wake up with it everyday and take it me to bed
my heart and hanging over my head
'Bout the nigga these Texas streets ever bred

C L Butler known as Chad or Pimp C
The closest that I ever had
Now when we first met, we on the same page
From pettiness understandings got cleared up with age

Two young who was ready to mash
Put P A on the map and maybe a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few
co-signed saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit the with a big ass bang
Them ass rhymes with that country ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" off and went live
Shit, next thing you we was signing to Jive

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket of Stones"
Put the on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets and on the air
But the homey putting us out, playing too fair

Had to separate ourself, in a new team
But sometimes the other side ain't what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album of killer flows
But we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes

We didn't realize what was happening on the
And new management was cutting back deals
different money and concealing the price
He had us doing all the work but was the biggest slice

a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept all the so we couldn't file taxes
The next thing you know, IRS us with axes

you owe seven figures, Bun you owe six
Better get your paper together, get shit fixed
the management team and tried it ourself
Cussed out the GM, almost got put on the

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant in the South
the southern title, shut everybody's mouth
Got clout in the game, boys calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is ducking haters

The old manager calling and say he sue
And put a padlock on the everything we to do
Put a call out to the Prince, this nigga still
We got heat for the streets, and we can't keep the people

He made a call to and folks, telling the man
You cut UGK some slack understand
Young got the plan, Bun got the drawl
Rap-A-Lot had our and we just waiting on Jive

We got the big bosses on the same
So me and young Pimp hit 'em from center stage
Next thing you know we got this call the N.Y.
It's saying y'all niggaz getting fly

He "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill rock it with him
Shit big Bun was all for it, but wasn't sure
But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em

Number one song on station you turn on
MTV and BET we our burn on
Grammy nominated can't believe we made it
And we got a from Jive that left us all faded

And it stated, that due to the success of the
We here at records, would like to piggy back
Get another beat from Timb, then get a from Jay
Let Hype shoot the video and be on the way

it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, you still put us on blast
A song like that take a nigga to the top
But my true fan base, might a nigga flop

They got mad and put on hold
For damn near a year till the buzz got
So we said fuck 'em and went back to the
to find ways to get the fuck up out the matrix

We put "Dirty Money" together and it was
But around the time that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple

And then he violated, one month before we
And shit just got put on hold or stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the
Album got released, big in Chocolate City

Niggaz with on, vests and all black
It's Christmas 2000 and 1, we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody could
And he violated, now we right back before the judge

They him a nuisance, put my dog behind a fence
It was January 28th, he ain't home since
Threw a nigga through a loop and me in the crosses
Standing cold, CEO, now I'm the fucking

Had the on my back, got to drinking and drugging
Had to a choice, get back to rapping or thugging
So I walked my bedroom, got down on my knees
Put my hands together and I prayed please

Let me get past this bridge water that's trouble
And get up on my grind on the double
He said son worry 'cause it's not really hard as it seem
And I can turn your nightmares back dreams

You just got to stay to yourself and succeed
Then away from the devil and get closer to me
And every that night man I promise I been on it
Giving that killer flow to anybody who it
Pimp the pen like before, I'm breaking 'em G

Not to I got the world screaming free Pimp C
So soon as you make and they open the doors
You ain't gotta about nothing, the world is yours
no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo' stripe
I kept it because to me it's UGK for life