Текст песни U.G.K. - PA Nigga, слова песни U.G.K.

Текст песни U.G.K. - PA Nigga

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[Verse One: Bun B]Man, I been feelin` caged inThey try to stop us shackled us and dropped usTacklers, sackers, no propers, just smack usFloppers, pro-tractors, ho-hoppers attack usBroke crackers, no actors just coppers with choppersWith random and ?ricos? With cameras and peep holesCan`t stand us, we chose the scandalous, who planned this your people?Fuck that you hero bucked at by weavels, and muskrats to seagullsTouch that to bank rolls and c-notes to stank hoes and beaglesDrunk folks, clay folks, gay folks now we go to peep holesMoving stars required, (?) nevermind my appearanceLeave your insurance for your clearanceBitch, I roll for gun for endurance not a gimmick, nigga this ain`t "Mommy Dearest"A lot a said and clearing the closest and the freshestThis is that underground shit from Port Arson, Texas[Chorus: Bun B]I`m a PA nigga, trill ass nigga, how the fuck you figure you can buck me down niggaI don`t fuck around nigga I`m from the underground niggaKeep a bad yellow bitch that can fuck me down niggaI`m a PA nigga, trill ass nigga, how the fuck you figure you can buck me down niggaI don`t fuck around nigga I`m from the underground niggaKeep mack up in my shit for my fucking pound nigga what?[Verse Two: Pimp C]I`m a big body flipper, syrup sipperI keep two bitches so they call me Jack TripperThree years coming it, four as a riderOnly room for one dick bitch when I`m knocking you downGot that dope by the pound, red jag on the groundYou can hear when I`m comin because I`m bangin` surroundAnd I`m getting my paper, so bitch fuck what you heardMy niggas ready to hit it they just wait for the wordSell pipes and birds, water and herb, but not on the corner because my ho self-serveWhen I`m ridin` the city, my car might swerveMy vision be blurred but I don`t hit the curbI got rich in the ghetto with my microphoneEverything I ride on wood and chromeEver since "Big Pimpin" I`ve been seeing the clonesNow everybody on they videos doing a sweet Jones[Chorus][Verse Three: Bun B]We runnin` through this rap game in break-neck speed, break-neck speedBlocks like begs please your lex keysYour checks freeze, your bank account shut down over seasAnd both of these and toke of these while blowin` trees with cloves of G`sMove over please, make room for elbows we sell folks we sell thoseFelons in jail clothes, it get sticky like Velcro, gently rub her semenWomen get tied up in scotch tape, now watch fate take it up a notchWait, a hot date? baddies boppin under the sun, get blunted with BunThis summer we shun all inhibitionsNo wonder we gunnin, now watch a stunner become a livin` landmarkHands spark like (?) leave your plans darkMercury, glistening fuck who dissing itDiss me, can`t miss me just can`t relate bitch, this my history dateNo driven for this we wait, to determine `till eternally burningQuote my destiny, child you`re learning it?[Chorus]

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