Still Ridin' Dirty (Explicit)-UGK

歌手 : UGK
语种 : 英语
时长 : 05:19

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TXT Still Ridin' Dirty (Explicit)-UGK 文本歌词

Still Ridin' Dirty (Explicit) - UGK (Underground Kingz)
Look me in my eyes playa tell me what you see
If you man enough to face it a muthaf**kin G
If you man enough to say it the muthaf**kin one
One that none wanna play wit muthaf**kin Bun
Many have come and most would go yet
He remains as most would know (most would know)
Came in with less than the ones befo' him
A Sweet full of 'dro (and what ) a cup of Pro-M (huh )
Muthaf**kas would act like they ain't know him
His mentality was "F**k that I'll show them"
Made men mad or not rich men getting scared
Trill 'til I D-I-E I didn't care
Ridin on fo' bald tires wit no spare
No nuts no glory and I'm ready to go there
And I cain't
I cain't explain the way I feel
When I'm behind the wheeeels (Still ridin dirty)
Ohh ohh ohh
I'm still ridin dirty
"Peep this game here ni**a I'm not no pimp I pimped fifteen years ago
Ni**a I got DEGREES in playa and pimpin on niggaz
Hoes err'y ni**a get in my face I'll play on 'em You up ni**a "
Look me in my eyes ni**a tell me how you feel
When you see the Pimp he shinin and grippin on the wheel
When you see the boy he grindin ain't nothin here for free
It's the one ya love to hate call him Young Pimp C (Pimp C)
Niggaz done tried I'll bust they side
You can run up on my ride I'ma look at your mind (look at your mind)
On the concrete cauliflower on the street
Make ya jelly jump ain't no need for this sh*t punk
Muthaf**kas be playin like they cain't get killed
F**k what ya representin f**k how you feel
Hoe niggaz eat a dick blow you can get a brick
Twelve by pourin lye Lamborghini wit the stick
Ridin up ten wit ten rooks and a half-breed
Tryna get to P A and the law just passed me
And I cain't
I cain't explain the way I feel
When I'm behind the wheeeels (Still ridin dirty)
Ohh ohh ohh
I'm still ridin dirty
"You in the WAY man on some real PLAYAS Stompin on them lil' Navigators
And carryin on man Gettin trucks under the year and puttin spinners on it
YA FAKIN CHURCH "
I live off truth you live off lies
So when yo sh*t falls short don't even be surprised at all
You go opinions and I got facts
So when yo sh*t don't add up don't fix yo face to ask at all
You do what you can I do what I feel (do what I feel)
And that there in ITSELF the definition of trill
You live by the gun you die by the slugs mayne
You live off of fiends you'll die behind *** mayne
Them mean mugs hides tears and pains
And I cain't feel your frustration so please refrain
You ain't got nothin to gain from playin around
And I ain't got nothin to lose in layin you down
I made a promise to make it home for the kids and the wife
(What that mean ) I didn't come to kill
But I will leave with yo' life and I cain't
I cain't explain the way I feel
When I'm behind the wheeeels (Still ridin dirty)
Ohh ohh ohh
I'm still ridin dirty
All I see is muthaf**kin law gallow hot the pen and then I swole
Never be a stupid a** I never hit the pen no mo'
Them hoes gave me eight 'ak ni**a had ta pull half
It almost killed my mama when the feds bought the drama
The IRS say I owe 'em nine milli-on
Took all the paper from my wife and my children
Hold my mama sh*t my grandmamma and daddy too
Now tell me what the F**K was I supposed to do
No money on my books but I got my game
Had a young guard picture smother me in some coc*ine
In her p**sy I'm jackin off smellin plastic
Slangin powder in the pen sh*t drastic
It's money in this b**ch I send it all home
Locker full of food big hygiene and a cell phone B**CH
Knalmtalkinbout And I made it home muthaf**ka
All you funky-a** b**ches out there
Picture me rollin like 'Pac B**CH
Knalmtalkinbout (Knalmtalkinbout ) Ridin' DIRTY (Ridin dirty)
Original Ridin' Dirty ni**a
Hold up
Ni**a you know who made up this sh*t
"You fake these girls out you take 'em around these hotels understand me
Push that lil' bitty funky w**d on 'em ya dig what I mean
Scare 'em to death and a REAL playa that got penthouses and homes and
And and-and-and big D DTS Northstars and Benzes and stuff
Ya understand me You have the game so mixed up
The broad don't even wanna do what she S'POSED to do get some MONEY
You need to step off take ya tennis shoes somewhere
And your sweatsuits and ya Kobe Bryant outfit and go JOIN the Lakers square
P**sy free prol'ly leave it out knowin that's the CHURCH
(Teddy want some tittes) Three fo' titties and you HEARD dat "