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I still tote steel, a fuck how you feel We some OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for itself so we gotta say shit
I still tote steel, a fuck how you feel We some southern OG's, recognize Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip Money for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
Bun B is the name, UGK is the P A T is the city so if you hate, suck the I'm the land of the trill, from the home of the hard Where don't wait to see ya, they bring it to your yard
We ain't been fraud, we ain't never been lame So if you wanna get it crackin', every is game So we can catch a corner, or we can catch a Any place, any time, be waitin' right there
See I give you a bad one and shoot you in the But as soon as you hit back, my dogs'll eat you alive All we is survive, we ain't taking no ails So before you play with us, you best with yourself
'Cause I'm tired of the talk, tired of the mean mug I'm 'bout ready to give fuck niggaz a clean slug Cock back the on the goddamn steel And put a hollow in the middle of his goddamn breel, it
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We southern OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip Money for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
I still steel, give a fuck how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say
about the carats in my watch, diamonds in my chain Who's baddest on the What my status in the game? The records I've sold, Bobby V going gold And all them number one chart that I hold
The money and the wealth, well, keep it to myself But I'm always to share the firepower on the shelf I'm star spanglin', ding-a-ling danglin' Luda, the sheet swisha, the record of Wilt Chamberlain
I'm College Park rangerin', Houston, Tex So get down or lay down and see these finger rings I'm in the East, West, South, all over the map, boy I do it for myself, my daughter, and all trap boyz
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we boy But so make the click get back boy Click, since I was born, I've been the And money for itself so I ain't never said, shit
I tote steel, give a fuck how you feel We southern OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill recognize All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't Money speaks for itself so we gotta say shit
Niggaz to start runnin', hidin', dodgin', and duckin' 'Cause them niggaz comin', ridin', cockin', and buckin' Bitch you with a monster, a beast like no other The nigga living since my motherfucking brother
So duck and cover, and roll, hit the deck We for money and your motherfuckin' respect But we ain't no checks, money orders or visas life is on the line so don't motherfuckin' tease us
You gonna need Jesus, to you and help ya 'Cause you fuckin' me, bitch, you gonna see helter skelter That heat gon melt ya, steel gon gut ya lame ass nigga, know ya nolia then fuck ya
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn pimp went to the pen So not everyone's associates and nobody's make sure to get my ends and nobody gets hurt Before I put somebody's children under dirt, fuck it
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill recognize All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't Money speaks for itself so we gotta say shit
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We southern OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers slip speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit