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

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

Two boys who was ready to mash
Put P A on the map and make a little cash
down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs
Everybody saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit the with a big ass bang
Them gangsta ass rhymes with that country ass
Dropped, "Tell Me Good" took off and went live
Shit, next you know we was signing 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 separate ourself, in a new team
But sometimes the other ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the and the hoes

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

Took a while to 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 hitting us with

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

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the
Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's
Got some in the game, boys calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and is still 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 still hating
We got heat for the streets, and we can't the people waiting

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

We got the big on the same page
So me and young Pimp went hit 'em from center
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

one song on every station you turn on
MTV and BET we our burn on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we it
And we got a from Jive that left 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, get a verse from Jay
Let Hype shoot the and we'll 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 might a nigga to the top
But my fan base, might think a nigga flop

They got mad and put niggaz on
For near a year till the buzz got cold
So we said fuck 'em and went to the basics
Trying to find ways to get the up out the matrix

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

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

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

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

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

Let me get past this over water that's trouble
And get back up on my grind on the
He said son don't '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 since that man I promise I been on it
Giving that killer flow to anybody who it
the pen like never before, I'm breaking 'em G

Not to mention I got the world screaming Pimp C
So soon as you make parole and they open the
You ain't gotta worry about nothing, the world is
Ain't no mo' struggles my and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me UGK for life