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