Trill Ass Nigga

Bone hard nigga, hoes be runnin' from the scene
'Cause I'm out to demean, count the green
And throw that gem in that in-between
Now Bun B moves slick 'cause I tell all the niggas
To get they gats and tell the hoes to get this dick
Now punks be lookin' at my boys on the block
They scopin' the corner, motherfuckers I warn ya
Too many niggas tried to get these fiends
You brothers better cut, some fuckin' hubbas on this scene
'Cause cluckers don't go for small dope
You finna lose when dope fiends cut your fuckin' throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty-cent slab and tell that bitch to get gone
Because my face don't need to be on the street
See I put out my dope, get my cash then I'm tearin' ass
I'm in and out quick as day
Might drop a hundred or two, but I won't miss it anyway
Because as long as the majority of shit gets fat
I'm cool to give myself a little slack
See I been doin' it too damn long inside my slang
And makin' all that pape' off them thangs
I got a thirty-five square block cut
Down to take your money, dope, your ho and your nut
Big dope, big rhymes, big dick, big attitude
Man I'm down with Big Tyme and I'm a trill ass nigga

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You claim you got much dope and you got much back-up
But you ain't got jack shit to make this nigga slack up
So if you wanna buck, buck up bitch and let me black that out
Ho you finna kiss them teeth goodbye
Now if you down, act like it bitch, step in that grass
I'm finna put them hands on your bitch ass
And bluffin' ain't a good ass plan
You get smacked the fuck up, now I'm ballin' fuckin' in
You see you need to be true to yourself
'Cause if you a front, your ass'll be on my shelf
And trill ass niggas, they love to blast
But if we ain't got the gat, Russ'll choke your motherfuckin' ass
And you ain't never been shit to your hood
Your ass should've listened when I told you somethin' good
But right about now, I ain't sayin' a damn thing
If you wanna do it, then step your ass to the ring
And bring on your boys, I'm takin' all you hoes one by one
Hands flyin' like bullets from a gun
I'm steady whoppin' that ass ho
Nigga by nigga out the window, you better watch that glass ho
Step to Bun B and you thought I was a punk
Now your bitch ass is half dead in my trunk
You fronted big man and then went out like a ho
Nigga kiss that motherfuckin' flo', 'cause I'm a trill ass nigga

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I'm just a trill ass nigga walkin' down the street
It's Bun B bitch, the nigga you and your girlfriend wanna meet
My nuts hang to the roll
So buck up and get fucked up by the Big Tyme Motherlode
You better watch that ass when you roll
Ease up on UGK, you gotta pay the fuckin' toll
And we ain't hearin' that ying-yang
You keep on runnin' that lip and watch your ass get slain
Yeah Bun B'll talk shit
But if you think I can't back it up nigga, try and make a fuckin' hit
Pimp C'll slam you to the pill
You're layin' on the ground, ayo Bird, kick him in his fuckin' ribs
The UGK Posse they my ace boon coon
And we down to let the gat go boom
So call 9-1-1 and let the law scoop your punk ass up
Before we make you niggas shit in your drawers
The life of the trill nigga saves no dough
'Cause we down to go for motherfuckin' broke
So watch out for the niggas in the khakis
The UGK Posse backs me, so don't jack G
Because the dicks hang low to any two-bit ho
And I'm about to get some shit on my toe
And I'ma keep on doin' it Clyde
The cocaine's in the back of the ride of a trill ass nigga

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