Текст песни Ugk - Hiside
Ugk - Hiside слова песни
(Pimp C talking)Uh no loveNow check this out Bitches be gettin offended when uh they hear the word bitchWell maybe that`s cause they bitchesKnow what I`m talkin bout(Pimp C)Stankin bitches say I hisideCause I pass by Don`t smoke my fuckin weed wit emDon`t let em sit on my plush crushThree times gold, I`m a pimp ass niggaSo like a ball is how I rollAnd I don`t be paradin with them bitches in the streetHo is you payin me? Well if not ain`t no need in you thinkin that you gon stay wit meBitch I`m a pimp cause that`s the way you bitches force me to beYou say you broke well bitch you need to stop fucking for freeSo when I ride by, I don`t give the ho the timeLil` girl you fine, but you must done lost yo mindThinkin you got gameWell bitch game is my middle nameSuckin on thangs, fuckin for fameBut bitch you plain JaneStraight up and downI hate silly hoes that talk a lot and try to clownWhen she know that I know that she done fucked the whole townAnd that I know that she a freakBitches say we hiside cause we pass and don`t speakDon`t speak, don`t speakBitches say we hiside cause we pass by and don`t speak I know they wanna freak (3x)Bitches say we hiside cause we pass by(Bun B)Sometimes there be a lot of shit I wanna doBut won`t do, if I gotta do shit in front of youOh bitch don`t act like you ain`t nosyI know exactly how you hoes beBlowzy mad cause I declined when you chose meBut what I need a broke bitch for?And how the fuck I look walkin around scratchin yo witch ho?No keep them crabs keep that cock in that caseCause bitch a pussy ain`t nothin but my hand wit a faceAnd any bitch can take another bitch placeNow ain`t that a foul tasteAnd it wasn`t a fuck it was a waste of my mutherfuckin timeI coulda been somewhere flippin or smokin a dimeThese bitches now a days out of they rabbit ass mindHo you gets no sunshine from me just because you fineI told em I heard it through the grapevineYou ain`t nothin but a freakSo now bitches say we hiside cause we pass by and don`t speakChorus(Pimp C)See bitches in P.A.Get mad when they see a young niggafull of that chronic havin it his wayBut them hoes got us fucked upThe preacher got the clothes and the hoes wit his dick on swollTrickin all my people bank rollI peep that shit, I read my Bible at home Cause I ain`t payin for that nigga`s wrongIt`s time to ride 600, picture me and Bun Bwit 4 million two drop top gold roycesNow we smokin somethinThem bitches tried to set us up, but weButt-fuck the D.A, fuck the judge, and fuck the P.A.P.D.I already gotta deal with the rednecksAnd ho ass niggas in this rap game comin with that complexBut bitch this ain`t no fuckin contestAnd if it was we wonI`m a trill nigga live my life by the gunI love smokin swisher sweetsUh, now fuck them bitches that say we hisidecause we pass by and don`t speak(Pimp C talking and the chorus fades until the end)