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

C L Butler known as Chad or Pimp C
The closest homeboy I ever had
Now when we first met, we wasn't on the page
From pettiness that got cleared up with age

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

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

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

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

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

Took a while to catch on, to what 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 hitting us axes

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

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the
Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's
Got some clout in the game, boys calling us the
But meanwhile me and Pimp is still haters

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

He a call to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the
Rap-A-Lot had our back and we waiting on Jive

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

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

Number one song on every station you on
MTV and BET we getting our on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we it
And we got a call from Jive that us all faded

And it stated, that due to the of the track
We here at Jive records, like to piggy back
Get another beat from Timb, then get a verse 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, would you put us on blast
A song like that take a nigga to the top
But my fan base, might think a nigga flop

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

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

And he violated, one month before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or stopped
Now 30 done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in City

Niggaz with masks on, and all black
It's 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, could budge
And then he violated, now we right back the judge

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

Had the devil on my back, got to drinking and
Had to make a choice, get back to rapping or
So I walked into my bedroom, got down on my
Put my hands together and I Lord please

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

You just got to stay true to and succeed
Then push from the devil and get closer to me
And every that night man I promise I been on it
Giving killer flow to anybody who want it
Pimp the pen never 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 worry about nothing, the is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my and no mo' stripe
I kept it because to me it's UGK for life