livin like mental slaves [both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin you look twice [both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life
Put in work in round the clock from when the sun went down Till it came back up, and night came back around I did a lot of shit them late nights for
4BM but then we ended with two That?s when we introduced the world to the U To the G to the K, Underground Kings, DJ Byrd Pimp C and Bun B we kept it
It?s Bun B, the UG and I?ma keep it 100 All day and all night Nigga, anytime you see me, I?ma keep it Super Tight I?m an underground king, reppin? UGK
going on baby (If you want) [Bun B] Now if your man ain't lovin' u right, You need to role with a 'G', Get a thug in your life. I got tha coup outside
A, B alike, C alike The proper knowledge is needed Wit' Satan off my back, I'm at peace at night No more cops, no more Rodney King's No more peekin
nine Almost died, in Camp Jay, n****, ride or cry Cream has suicide attempts, precious took his own life White boys can't handle the pain at night You
someone to love me I owe my thanks to Thee They never expressed that life's a part of death They never go there but you can blow here The 25 to life
it takes that for us to unite The only time you see your family is funeral night Christopher Wallace, Frank White, holdin' it down I guess you with the real king
forget that girl That's why I call you the night Let's go warm up the world Open the box My party is on top Damn, will only give the gang of B-Sound
the king now Tearin' money, you already know me Big-Big a.k.a The Big Sound (Grand Sound) [chorus] I'm crashing, I'm bursting (The T.B.S) Toss around
to live life If that's your girl, she wasn't last night Made her life worth while, Benjamins by the piles Turn her frowns to smiles, livin' Goodfellaz life
Not one of your friends but one of your foes And spittin the wicked shit is the life i chose Do a spin grab my nuts then b boy pose Chain you up for
they don't Strange is the lions den Nigga we the muthafuckin kingz of the jungle I'm in the resturant chillin with this new piece of bootany the other night
That I could dance underwater and not get wet (Check it) It's rainin' bullets and I'm still there Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair Life Yea Life Yea Life, life
the fuck off my cold tales Gang tales of how the fuckin dead body smells Late night horror shows in jail cells Represent where you from no one to tell Life
outta movie scene Who knew she was a drama queen That?ll turn my life to Stephen King?s Checking everything like I?m on parole Up late night, like she
fool when you finaly drop I Thank the lord for every thing I got and its No Limit Till My times Stopped. Uggghhhh!!!! [Chorus (Master P & Mo B. Dick)] [Foolish.... Mo B