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ugk - underground lyrics

[bun b]
lately i’ve been feelin’ low, some say i ain’t trill no mo’
it ain’t like i give a d-mn cause they know i’m down to slam
punk n-ggas to the street, split they wig to the meat
laying in they bl–dy red, then i leave their -ss flat dead fool
and i bet that on my -ss, i’m ready to get on my blast
and i ain’t the easiest motherf-cker to fly past
last time i looked i wasn’t wearin’ panties so don’t say i was
i’m from that texas, i ain’t your blood and i ain’t your cuz
i’m just that n-gga trying to make life as easy as i can
but most of these punk -ss n-ggas don’t understand the plan i got
now they hot, walkin’ round p-ssed off but i ain’t worried
im lettin’ off bullets in a hurry, and my people scurry
cause i’m full of that d-mn dank and drank
so i’m finna shank your -ss and while you’re layin’ in the gr-ss
thinkin’ that i was the n-gga that you f-cked wit’
gun stick to ya lips, i’m from p.a. n-gga, don’t f-ck wit’

[hook: pimp c]
ain’t no n-gga like a underground n-gga
cause the rest of ya’ll n-ggas ain’t sh-t
ain’t no n-gga like a underground n-gga
cause the rest of y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t
ain’t no n-gga like a underground n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a trill -ss n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a big old bud n-gga
cause the rest of y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t

[pimp c]
i be getting real high, smoking weed and getting fried
f-ckin hoes wit’ big ol’ thighs, and bucking n-ggas ’til i die
n-gga you ain’t running sh-t, fronting like you making stacks
riding round my n-ggas’ house in that old beat-up cadillac
yelling how you down with c, talking ’bout you book my shows
never ever was my friend, always been my f-cking foe
never had no love for hoes, like that n-gga ?? said
so n-gga you dead soon as i buck you wit’ that f-ckin’ lead
and that’s more real than a byp-ss
you need to bend yourself over so i can boot you in your f-ckin’ -ss
ya think you’re sl!ck and so you’re bigger, but i squeeze the trigger
cause i’m bigger and i’m that underground n-gga
straight from p.a.t. where the sh-t don’t stop
n-ggas always gettin’ smoked on the godd-mn block
short, texas motherf-cker, see i live in the bricks
where the n-ggas smoke them swishers and the b-tches suck d-ck
cause see…

[hook]

[outro: pimp c (bun b)]
ain’t no n-gga like a westside n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a eastside n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a d-town n-gga
(ain’t no n-gga like a n.o, n-gga)
ain’t no n-gga like a h-town n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a chi-town n-gga
ain’t no n-gga like a p.a.t. n-gga
cause the rest of ya’ll n-ggas ain’t
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