![]() ![]() Jagged Edge, Twista27.Freaky Things28.Furiously Off Me (feat. LL Cool J, Keith Murray26.Freaky Thangs"(feat. Scarface17.Diamond In the Back18.Dirt South19.Down In Tha Dirty20.Down In The Dirty21.DTP For Life22.Eyebrowns Down23.Eyebrows Down24.Fatty Girl25.Fatty Girl"(feat. Infamous 2-0 & Fate Wilson)11.Celebrity Chick12.Child Of The Night feat.Nate Dogg13.Come On Over14.Come On Over (Skit)15.Coming To America16.Cry Babies (Oh No) Ft. Infamous 2-0 & Fate Wilson)2.1st & 10 (Featuring Infamous 2-0 & Fate Wilson)3.Act A r right6.Big Ass House7.Block Lockdown8.Blow It Out9.Blow It Out Ya Ass10.Catch Up (feat. Get the embed code Ludacris - Miscellaneous Album Lyrics1.1st & 10 (feat. Roll trees, ride Ds, make cheese an' shake fleas So when you see that Bun-B, Young Pimp or that Ludacrisĭown South, how we do it? Pimp C an' Bun-B Millenium Murda Master, nigga, I ain't new to this When they cut on the blue light an' see all that fuckin' plasma 'Cause I promise if you get it it's gone be a violent oneĬoroner catchin' his breath like he's got asthma So kiss your rosary beads an' sing a silent one Right on the side of me, right where it's 'posed to beīitch, niggas die for me just for gettin' too close to me We don't play, you know where the gat'll be You fuckin' with me? An' that'll be the day, bitch Nigga, keep your compliments they don't flatter me Now I got confidence, I don't need no condimentsĪll I need is common sense to see through your incompetence Twist this whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' pistols smokeĪn' it's just a matter of time before you labeled a bustaĪdjust the nigga that couldn't catch up an' cut the mustard Say nigga, you think it's a joke? Trill niggas be goin' for broke Then bright lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what they said You gaspin' for breath an' I'm puffin' on one of these Newports You think it's a fuckin' game you think it's a blood sport You think you real rich, nigga, we gonna make some chump change I hit 'em at close range, I spit 'em at most brains So while my index is workin', my pinky's blindin' thangs My bitch will stick you wit ghetto metal stilleto thangsĪn' I got a ghetto aim with diamond 'bezeled rangs I feel a ghetto rage, let's turn the ghetto page ![]() It's mighty strange how your peephole is my fuckin' gaugeĬatch you in concert an' then wipe you off the fuckin' stage Hollow bullets, I pull it, I'm about to live in vainĪn' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make sure they feel the pain I get to the hollow point wit my hollow plan Hallow laid, hollow sprayed, I'm the Hollow Man So while y'all buyin' them watches, I'ma stay on the grind Y'all can play wit ya paper but I'm dyin' for mine Want my money up front when we come for the show Stayin' throat on the 'dro an' keep that thang on the flo' I'm Young Pimp from Port Arthur an' we done passed the testĪn' we smokin' the best, everywhere that we goĪn' when our records come out, them bitches sell out the sto' This ain't the east or the west, the 'Bama weed or the stress So nigga, come wit ya pistol an' nigga, come wit ya vest To clean up the problems an' straighten the mess If the paper ain't right then we callin' a sweeper 'Cause the game is deeper than just workin' off the beeper People dependin' on me, I can't neglect it, niggas I'm from Texas, nigga, it get hectic, nigga ![]() I want the money an' the power, they hittin' me every hourįor the silt resin powder, chasin' them dirty dollars Target niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Got that UGK, that Disturbing The Peace click
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