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ugk - trill niggaz don't die lyrics

[intro: pimp c]
i pack that nine everytime, and i ain’t trying dying
p-ssy n-gga, i pack that nine everytime and i ain’t trying dying

[hook: pimp c]
i just wanna celebrate
cause trill n-ggas don’t die
i just wanna celebrate
cause trill n-ggas don’t die
i just wanna celebrate
cause trill n-ggas don’t die
i just wanna celebrate
cause trill n-ggas don’t die

[verse 1: pimp c]
p-ssy n-gga, thinking you gon’ k!ll me
i got some’ing for your -ss, n-gga you gon’ feel me
i’mma blow you out the water, with the 2-23
putting d-ck up in your daughter, rap is over i serve some cheese
n-gga talking bout, robbing chad
run up on me with that first, will leave you stinking in the gr-ss
if you catholic go to m-ss, if you baptist go to church
see a ho up in a n-gga, gon pull up a skirt
that’ll be, some incredible sh-t
n-ggas scheming on my bezel, on some devilish sh-t
i been to h-ll and back, on another level you b-tch
go on try it i’m going live, they gon need a shovel for you b-tch

[verse 2: z-ro]
i been stabbed i been shot, went from no fans to being hot
but somehow always fall short, for trying to keep fiddles in my pot
in a dog eat dog world, y’all fellas be chasing girls
when i place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to catch me
but i can’t help but to notice, i’m one of the coldest
and i know y’all haters love when i’m locked up, but i won’t lose focus
yeah i wrote this counting down, how many days i got
so lately my gun ain’t been hid, it’s been displayed a lot
my att-tude is f-cked up, i don’t give a f-ck cause i just don’t give one
thinking bout living a life where everything you do right is wrong, mo’f-cker i live one
i know n-ggas wanna k!ll me, but i’m still riding pride
cause the lord riding with me, and that’s the main reason why

[verse 3: pimp c]
some n-ggas win, and some n-ggas lose
some n-ggas getting bruised, some always crying to blues
some n-ggas already lost, and ain’t gon lose no mo’
big shoes ho’ choose, ain’t paying dues no mo’
everything y’all trying to do, i built a school ho’
now it’s fly to talk country, i made the rules ho’
i was sagging in my khaki’s, ‘fore d-ckies cool
gangsta nike’s on my feet, our music banging in the streets
the young b.g.’s, really love to thump
f-ck radio and bet, i’m out here bumping in the trunk
for the girls popping p-ssy, and the boys with the blow
cadillac’ers and flat-backers, i’m out here repping for it ho’

[verse 4: bun b]
can’t any man, boy or woman take away my soul
it’s a gift given from god, and i’m keeping a tight hold
the world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same
but i’mma keep it one hundred, when it come to the game
tame att-tude, they get the wolves to grouping up
they laying boys down, they future they scooping up
we keep it cl!ck tight, so when n-ggas start lurking
in the dark heaters start, anybody start jerking
put my work in on the reg’, the powder in the keg
a dragging society, don’t borrow don’t beg
for tomorrow so gon ‘head with your pity, i’mma be cool
kindergardeners was looking up to me, in pre-school
down with pimp c fool, and p-a-t the town
representing it to the fullest, till i’m gone i hold it down
bun beater, would never sell you no lie
so if you ask for the truth, i’mma reply to trill n-ggas don’t die

- ugk lyrics

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