I still, I still, I still, I I still, I still, I still, tote I tote steel, I still tote steel I still, ha
I tote steel, give a fuck how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill recognize All my keep quiet and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for so we ain't gotta say shit
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill recognize All my hustlers keep quiet and my don't slip Money speaks for itself so we gotta say shit
Bun B is the name, UGK is the P A T is the so if you hate, suck the dick I'm from the of the trill, from the home of the hard Where niggaz don't wait to see ya, bring it to your yard
We ain't never been fraud, we ain't been lame So if you get it crackin', every nigga is game So we can catch a corner, or we can a square Any place, any time, I'll be right there
See I give you a bad one and you in the spine But as soon as you hit back, my dogs'll eat you alive All we know is survive, we taking no ails So you play with us, you best play with yourself
'Cause I'm tired of the tough talk, of the mean mug I'm 'bout ready to give these niggaz a clean slug Cock back the on the goddamn steel And put a hollow in the middle of his goddamn breel, it
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't Money for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
I tote steel, give a fuck how you feel We some OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my don't slip Money speaks for itself so we ain't say shit
about the carats in my watch, diamonds in my chain Who's baddest on the block? What my in the game? The records that I've sold, V going gold And all them number one chart positions I hold
The money and the wealth, well, keep it to myself But I'm always to share the firepower on the shelf I'm shiny spanglin', ding-a-ling danglin' Luda, the swisha, broke the record of Wilt Chamberlain
I'm Park rangerin', Houston, Tex mangerin' So get down or lay down and see these middle rings I'm banging in the East, West, South, all the map, boy I do it for myself, my daughter, and all these trap
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we boy But semi-automatic so the click get back boy Click, since I was born, been the shit And money speaks for itself so I never said, shit
I tote steel, give a fuck how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill Trill All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
I still steel, give a fuck how you feel We some southern OG's, recognize Trill All my hustlers quiet and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for itself so we gotta say shit
Niggaz best to start runnin', hidin', dodgin', and them trill niggaz comin', ridin', cockin', and buckin' Bitch you fucking with a monster, a beast like no The nigga living since my motherfucking brother
So duck and cover, and roll, hit the deck We comin' for and your motherfuckin' respect But we ain't taking no checks, orders or visas Your life is on the line so motherfuckin' tease us
You need Jesus, to hold you and help ya 'Cause you fuckin' me, bitch, you gonna see helter skelter That heat gon ya, this steel gon gut ya You're lame ass nigga, know ya nolia fuck ya
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn pimp went to the pen So not everyone's and nobody's friends Just make to get my ends and nobody gets hurt Before I put children under motherfuckin' dirt, fuck it
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my don't slip Money speaks for so we ain't gotta say shit
I still tote steel, give a how you feel We some southern OG's, Trill recognize All my hustlers keep and my dealers don't slip Money for itself so we ain't gotta say shit