Uh, hold up smoke something *******, uh, uh 
Everybody want to know why the airplane was late 
I was waiting for whitey to get ******* paper straight 
I'm an underground king *******, lets my nuts hang 
******* saying 
I'm only in ?? 
Ain't no thang ******* 
Everybody rappin like they ballin' and they rich 
I see em' in the streets, 
I ain't believing that *******t 
They diamonds ain't *******ning, and they 
Rolex ain't real 
While I'm gripping on this grain, sippin' lean and poppin' pills 
******* how them ******* feel, 
I'm working wood wheel 
In a 2000 
Seville your stepdaddy can get killed 
If he keeps talking *******t, ain't no thang to get hit 
On your video you trill, on your record you trying to diss 
But everywhere we go, we represent the south 
For Them *******s and 
Them girls with them golds in they mouth 
Them boys with them 
P's and O's in they house 
It's all about the trill ******* you ain't what this about...about...about [Chorus: Bun B] 
When you see me on the street, ******* don't say *******t 
Blowin' big on the sweep, ******* don't say *******t 
Everybody want the ice and everybody want to ball 
But everybody ain't trill so we ain't ******* with y'all 
When I see you at the show, ******* don't say *******t 
Acting bad with ya ho, ******* don't say *******t 
Everybody want the ice and everybody want to ball 
But everybody ain't trill so we ain't ******* with y'all [Verse 2: Bun B] 
Say, ******* ain't got *******t to hide 
I ain't got nothing to prove 
We ain't got nothing to gain but 
I got everything to lose 
So I'm forever bring the blues to the issue 
Pick and choose if 
I miss ya, stick and move when 
I diss ya 
Disapprove we can get ya and your bull*******t, 
I be the same 
The game will never be the same, 
It was made for me yo gain 
You see the thangs for me to name 
I go by, so fly, oh my, flow sly 
Wait awhile you know why (Why?) too many *******s pop collars and drop dollars 
Baby ballin' bull*******tter frontin' like rottweiliers 
No bark, no bite, but showing thangs 
Talking loud like they knowing thangs 
I'm from Texas *******, all we do is blow them thangs 
******* your clique, your corner, your city, your last name 
Stuck in the fast lane, ?? your ass mane 
Bask at the light, blast at the day, blast at the night 
Got your ass in a fight 
It ain't no passing tonight [Chorus] [Verse 3: Big Gipp of Goodie Mob] 
People waiting, some be hating, 
I'll be shaking, they'll be faking 
Waiting for me to fall, but yet they comin' off the wall 
Till I'm ready keep that gun steady and ready 
For anybody crossing the line with that ******* *******t 
I got a ??, got a hoe, got a trunk with the funk 
Got the radio on pump when 
I come through a slump 
Remember me? 
The one that had your back up in the club? 
Remember me? 
The one that bring you on and show you love? 
Remember me? 
The one that rolled by deep in a cadillina 
With a rusty ass niner looking for trouble 
So what? I know the same streets you know 
Yeah so what? 
I go the same places you go 
I got the mark in my skin so you know my set 
I'm the heart, you the place, 
I'm always first, you always late 
I'm the king in these streets till the mutha******* end 
So you ******* with me, you gotta ******* with my friend [Chorus]