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Текст (слова) песни: Ugk - Realest Niggaz Down South

Pimp C:
Uh...whuuuut (hehe)
Smoke somethin`, bitch...smoke somethin`...

Pimp C:
I`m up early `cause my nigga
Don`t sell dope after night time.
Love choppin` blades, rollin` hooptie
`N move the dope through the pipeline
Pimp C, bitch...holla at yo` bitch,
Now yo` bitch on my team;
Got her buyin` us sticky green
Lace some with promythazine
Candy sweets, a candy bitch,
You lookin` at a candy boy.
I done came down Main and popped trunk;
Hit the switch on my candy toy.
We all young ghetto boyz,
That`s why we act this way.
Tryin` to see a million dollars,
Hopin` these niggas don`t blast today.

Bun B:
Pro smoke, pro choke,
Anti-broke, conservative liberal
Left-wing slangin`, right-wing hangin`
In criminal court, it`s civil.
In the middle of re-al-it-y
Unsolved mys-ter-ies riddle,
Knockin` over fat cats,
And gettin` my thoughts off bits and kibbles.
On note pads I scribble,
Write rippers that`ll make you think.
Snap so hard it`ll break your synchronicity,
Fuck it, take it, trick,
I fake it...blink `n poof
We disappearin` into a shroud of dozier
Cloud composures, all-nighters like Folger`s
But, bitch, I tried to told ya...

Chorus: (Pimp C)
Rollin` Seville (rollin` Seville),
Grippin` my steal (grippin` my steal),
My Tahoe real, man, I`m workin` wood wheel.
Sedan DeVille (sedan DeVille),
House on the hill (house on the hill),
Countin` up my scrill, bitch, I`m workin` wood wheel.
Nigga, how you feel (nigga, how you feel),
I feel so trill (I feel so trill),
Might pop me a pill, bitch, I`m workin` wood wheel.
House on the hill (house on the hill),
Marijuana fields (marijuana fields),
Grippin` my steal, bitch, I`m workin` wood wheel.

Bun B:
They tellin` me, "Bun don`t go there"
But, man, I just gots to bring it.
These niggas, they wanna hate on that Texas,
But scared to sing it.
They don`t know what that star `bout
They don`t know what that bar `bout
They don`t know what that candy car `bout
Or smokin` that joint `bout.
All they know is what the fuck I tell `em
Or what the fuck we sell `em
Smokin` Swishers, wood grain,
And leavin` stains on cerebellums.
Rebellum, propell `em, gel `em
From P.A. to Deep Ellum.
Tell `em I tol` `em
Wrote `em, fuck it, phone `em
To hell to heaven.

Pimp C:
I just spent 60 G`s
On a brand new Eldo-reeze:
Black-on-black, drop top `lac;
Northstar fifth wheel on back.
Sometimes I feel like Lil` Ke
When my trunk steady hummin`
Had to leave my bitch
`Cause I fell in love with my chrome-plated woman.
I love my wood wheel Grant,
`84 Cadillacs that slant,
Slowed-down Screw tapes that knock,
Blowin` on Green private stock.
Bitch, I don`t eat hamhock,
Try 20-ounce Angus beef.
Hangin` with young niggas, that pack big triggas,
`N got big-ass diamonds off in they teeth.

Chorus: (Pimp C)
Fifth wheel and grill (fifth wheel and grill),
Candy Seville (candy Seville),
Might pop a pill, bitch, I`m workin` wood wheel (workin` wood wheel).
House on the hill (house on the hill),

 

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