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UGK » Underground Kingz
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	(Hook:) King king, nigga I risked everythang to be a underground king Underground king, I sacrificed everythang to be a underground king King, nigga I risked everythang to be a undergound king Underground king, and nigga I'll kill everything to stay a underground king (Bun B:) Honor respect, valor and nuts You best to come with all fo', when you come up against us You can scream yell cuss, catch a bit of throw tantrum It don't matter, cause a victory you gon hand em No Phantom, slabs and 4's Money pimps coming through, so nigga grab your hoes Trying to sip some'ing too, so nigga pass the purp' We bout to beat your avenue, getting cash and work It's been a long time, long grind long mash Now it's long shine, long pine long cash Tapping ash, out the Cadillac window While I'm tapping ass, leaning back smoking some endo Ain't no need to pretend hoe, you know what the real You know who the truth, when they in the booth you know who the trill So fk how you feel, we make you pay by the pound Recognize when you fking around, with that underground (hook) (Pimp C:) It was 1984, I heard Run rapping bout Larry Laugh Caddy, wanting to break a bitch cot 22 years later, and the block belong to me Underground King for life, young Pimp C Put my first record out, at the age of 16 Rapping bout moving work, candy painted symphony We was the first niggaz, talking bout wood wheel Made up the word, that's why I'm so trill Now everybody, wanna bite my swagger Roll like a stone, like my name Mick Jagger Say it befo', had to tell you hoes again Run a drum machine, like my name Roger Men Write the rhyme do the beat, the hook and the mix Records don't sell, I'm back to selling bricks I went gold, but never sold my soul to bang And bitch I'll hit you with that thang, I'm a Underground King (hook) (Bun B:) Cross the line, nigga push my button And you gon die in the very spot, that you thought you wasn't And you gon look in the eyes, of the man you thought you were better than T-R-I double L, that's with capital letters man The Pimp and the Bun, Bobby U.N. and J.R. Big Dick Cheney, and Tony Snow you know who they are We the best than the rest, getting head for the showers Fking cowards get out the way, cause the rap game's our's (Pimp C:) Y'all niggaz, better reco' That you ain't gotta like me, but you gon respect me hoe 17 years, I been rapping with that Bun Fk the fame want the change, it's been fun The up's and the down's, the crying and the smiling F**k what you heard, UGK is a island Away from you niggaz, but we still solid land Sharks swimming in the water, put your nuts in the sand pussy nigga (hook)
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