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All day and all night
n***a anytime you see me I'ma keep it super tight
I'm an underground king reppin' UGK
Don't give a damn what a motherf**er say
I'ma keep it (100)
All night and all day
n***a anytime you see me I'm reppin' PA
This is UGK for life long live Pimp C
And I'ma never let a n***a pimp me
I'ma keep it (100)
Cause its all that I've ever known
All that I've ever been, all that I've ever shown
Get your sh** together clone
Build a better prototype, you lookin' like a mop
And I'm lookin' for a floor to wipe
I heard your album man if thats what you call it
Another gangster fairytale for that sh** we ain't fallin'
All you talkin' bout is slangin', bangin', bussin', and ballin'
But I ain't see your scary a** all star in New Orleans
I'm gettin' tired man this sh** is gettin' older than moses
p**y n***as always poutin' with poses
But all it really shows is how hard you ain't
A n***a bust your a** in mouth you probably faint
Not from the power of the punch, but the shock
Cause you a coward and n***as gonna devour your lunch
A bunch of n***as done tried, but ain't too many don't it like me
Its Bun B the G and I'ma keep it one hundred
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Cause thats exactly what the trill do
Ain't nobody tellin' me what I wont or I will do
If I don't feel you,
You lucky that I don't k** you
Leavin'you leakin' till your out of mildew for real dude
I got this sk** to don't make me have to show it
Cause it'll be over before you know it
You get one shot and I suggest you don't blow it
If I do it I overdue it make you have to goin' sew it
I'ma revolutionary black pistol
You f**in' with fire, f** around and get a blister
I f** with a poppa then f** around and hit a sister
I'm an underground king motherf**er call me Mister
Kilogram, Mr. Woodgrain, Mr. Brick,
And unless you the Mrs. get off the Mr. dick
Cause this the sh** that have motherf**ers runnin' for the hills
From the king of the trill, cause I keep it one hundred
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Cause now a days motherf**ers lie
Some to the face, some cant even look you in the eye
Some in this place, some just have left, and some just comin' by
A little later probably a little hater
And they goin' feel the faders
Tryin' to prove they the greatest
And they still gonna be wronger than f**, so holla later
I'm leavin' I'm not a waiter
But ill end up serve you, tryin' to step up to the likes me, why the nerve of you
Well I never and I do declare
I'm bout to f** the game up now its best you prepare
Put on your bib cause I'm fittin' to be spittin'
That hot fire so you better bring mittens
Cause yous a p**y and your partner is kitten's
I do 'em and when I'm done they be like no he didn't
Get your toilet paper n***a cause I'm fittin' to be sh**tin'
Diariadict on haters with no quitin' and I'ma keep it one hundred
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