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Say, this is the realist shit I wrote or I said
Wake up with it and take it with me to bed
my heart and hanging over my head
'Bout the realest nigga Texas streets ever bred

C L Butler better known as or Pimp C
The homeboy that I ever had
Now we first met, we wasn't on the same page
From pettiness that got cleared up with age

Two young boys who was to mash
Put P A on the map and maybe make a cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few
Everybody co-signed saying that we could do no

Then hit the streets with a big ass
Them gangsta ass rhymes with that ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" took off and went
Shit, next you know we was signing to Jive

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" we had it going on
Got, love in the and played on the air
But the homey us out, wasn't playing too fair

Had to ourself, bring in a new team
But sometimes the other ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the

We didn't realize what was happening on the
And new management was cutting back deals
different money and concealing the price
He had us all the work but was keeping the biggest slice

Took a to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in
Nigga kept all the receipts so we file taxes
The next you know, IRS hitting us with axes

Pimp you owe figures, Bun you owe six
Better get paper together, get this shit fixed
Remixed the management team and it ourself
out the GM, almost got put on the shelf

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant in the South
Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's
Got some clout in the game, calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is still haters

The old manager and say he fina' sue
And put a padlock on the everything we to do
Put a call out to the Prince, this nigga still
We got heat for the streets, and we keep the people waiting

He a call to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some understand
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the
Rap-A-Lot had our and we just waiting on Jive

We got the big bosses on the page
So me and young Pimp went hit 'em from center
Next thing you we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z y'all niggaz getting fly

He doing "Volume 3" and got a from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz it with him
Shit big Bun was all for it, but Pimp wasn't
But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em

Number one song on station you turn on
MTV and BET we our burn on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we it
And we got a from Jive that left us all faded

And it stated, due to the success of the track
We here at Jive records, would like to piggy
Get beat from Timb, then get a verse from Jay
Let shoot the video and we'll be on the way

Shit it okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, you still put us on blast
A like that might take a nigga to the top
But my true fan base, might think a flop

got mad and put niggaz on hold
For near a year till the buzz got cold
So we said fuck 'em and went to the basics
Trying to find ways to get the fuck up out the

We put "Dirty Money" and it was aces
But that's around the time that Pimp two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got to do a couple shows

And then he violated, one month we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or stopped
Now 30 days done, we to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
Christmas 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody could
And then he violated, now we right before the judge

They him a nuisance, put my dog behind a fence
It was January 28th, he ain't home since
Threw a through a loop and caught me in the crosses
Standing cold, CEO, now I'm the boss

Had the devil on my back, got to drinking and
Had to make a choice, get to rapping or thugging
So I walked into my bedroom, got on my knees
Put my hands together and I prayed Lord

Let me get past this bridge water that's trouble
And get back up on my grind on the
He said son don't worry 'cause it's not really hard as it
And I can turn your nightmares back dreams

You got to stay true to yourself and succeed
Then push from the devil and get closer to me
And since that night man I promise I been on it
Giving that flow to anybody who want it
the pen like never before, I'm breaking 'em G

Not to I got the world screaming free Pimp C
So soon as you make parole and open the doors
You ain't gotta worry about nothing, the world is
Ain't no mo' struggles my and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me it's UGK for