CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Underground
[Bun B]
Lately I've been feelin' low, some say I ain't trill no mo'
It ain't like I give a damn cause they know I'm down to slam
Punk niggaz to the street, split they wig to the meat
Layin' in they bloody red, then I leave their ass for dead fool
And I bet that on my ass, 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 nigga try'na make life as easy as I can
But most of these punk ass niggaz don't understand the plan I got
Now they hot, walkin' round pissed off but I ain't worried
Im lettin' off bullets in a hurry, and my people scurry
Cause I'm full of that damn dank and drank
So I'm finna shank your ass and while you're layin' in the grass
Thinkin' that I was the nigga that you f*cked wit'
Gun stick to ya lips, I'm from P.A. nigga, don't f*ck wit'
[Hook - Pimp C]
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiiit
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiiit
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Ain't no nigga like a trill ass nigga
Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiit
[Pimp C]
I be gettin real high, smokin weed and gettin fried
f*ckin hoes wit' big ol' thighs, and buckin' niggaz till I die
Nigga you ain't runnin' shit, frontin' like you makin stacks
Ridin round my nigga'z house in that old beat-up Cadillac
Yellin' how you down wit C, talkin' bout you book my shows
Never ever was my friend, always been my f*ckin foe
Never had no love for hoes, like that nigga [?] said
So nigga you dead soon as I buck you wit' that f*ckin' lead
And that's more real than a bypass
You need to bend yourself over so I can boot you in your f*ckin' ass
Ya think you're slick and so you're bigger, but I squeeze the trigger
Cause I'm bigger and I'm that underground nigga
Straight from P.A.T. where the shit don't stop
Niggaz always gettin' smoked on the goddamn block
Short Texas motherf*cker, see I live in the bricks
Where the niggaz smoke them Swishers and the bitches suck dick
Cause see...
[Pimp C (Bun B)]
Ain't no nigga like a westside nigga
Ain't no nigga like a eastside nigga
Ain't no nigga like a D-Town nigga
(Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga)
Ain't no nigga like a H-Town nigga
Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga
Ain't no nigga like a P.A.T. nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
Lately I've been feelin' low, some say I ain't trill no mo'
It ain't like I give a damn cause they know I'm down to slam
Punk niggaz to the street, split they wig to the meat
Layin' in they bloody red, then I leave their ass for dead fool
And I bet that on my ass, 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 nigga try'na make life as easy as I can
But most of these punk ass niggaz don't understand the plan I got
Now they hot, walkin' round pissed off but I ain't worried
Im lettin' off bullets in a hurry, and my people scurry
Cause I'm full of that damn dank and drank
So I'm finna shank your ass and while you're layin' in the grass
Thinkin' that I was the nigga that you f*cked wit'
Gun stick to ya lips, I'm from P.A. nigga, don't f*ck wit'
[Hook - Pimp C]
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiiit
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiiit
Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga
Ain't no nigga like a trill ass nigga
Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shiiiit
[Pimp C]
I be gettin real high, smokin weed and gettin fried
f*ckin hoes wit' big ol' thighs, and buckin' niggaz till I die
Nigga you ain't runnin' shit, frontin' like you makin stacks
Ridin round my nigga'z house in that old beat-up Cadillac
Yellin' how you down wit C, talkin' bout you book my shows
Never ever was my friend, always been my f*ckin foe
Never had no love for hoes, like that nigga [?] said
So nigga you dead soon as I buck you wit' that f*ckin' lead
And that's more real than a bypass
You need to bend yourself over so I can boot you in your f*ckin' ass
Ya think you're slick and so you're bigger, but I squeeze the trigger
Cause I'm bigger and I'm that underground nigga
Straight from P.A.T. where the shit don't stop
Niggaz always gettin' smoked on the goddamn block
Short Texas motherf*cker, see I live in the bricks
Where the niggaz smoke them Swishers and the bitches suck dick
Cause see...
[Pimp C (Bun B)]
Ain't no nigga like a westside nigga
Ain't no nigga like a eastside nigga
Ain't no nigga like a D-Town nigga
(Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga)
Ain't no nigga like a H-Town nigga
Ain't no nigga like a [?] nigga
Ain't no nigga like a P.A.T. nigga
Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
