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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
Hurting my heart and hanging my head
'Bout the realest nigga these streets ever bred

C L better 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 that got cleared up age

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

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

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Full of Stones"
Put the on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets and on the air
But the homey us out, wasn't playing too fair

Had to ourself, bring in a new team
But sometimes the side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a full of killer flows
But then we got caught up 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

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 receipts so we couldn't taxes
The next thing you know, IRS us with axes

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

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" classic in the South
Reclaimed the title, shut everybody's mouth
Got some clout in the game, calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is ducking 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 still
We got heat for the streets, and we can't keep the people

He made a call to [Incomprehensible] and folks, the man
You gotta cut UGK slack understand
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the
had our back and we just waiting on Jive

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

He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
And wondered could trill niggaz 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 that we it
And we got a call from Jive left us all faded

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

it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that take a nigga to the top
But my true fan base, might think a nigga

got mad and put niggaz on hold
For damn a year till the buzz got cold
So we said '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 the time that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We the album, got ready to do a couple shows

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

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
Christmas 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, could budge
And then he violated, now we back before the judge

They calling him a nuisance, put my dog a fence
It was January 28th, he been home since
Threw a nigga through a and caught me in the crosses
Standing cold, CEO, now I'm the boss

Had the devil on my back, got to and drugging
Had to make a choice, get back to or thugging
So I into my bedroom, got down on my knees
Put my hands and I prayed Lord please

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

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

Not to mention I got the world free Pimp C
So as you make parole and they open the doors
You gotta worry about nothing, the world is yours
Ain't no mo' my nigga and no mo' stripe
I it real because to me it's UGK for life