Текст песни U.G.K. (Underground Kings) - 3 in the Mornin`
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Bun B:Damn, already 3 in the mornin`It`s going down, leanin`, drink your drinkCandy sweets, third coast nigga, UGK `bout to wreck shopMan, I`m larger than lifeThese motherfuckers ask, "Is it the bark or the bite?"It`s both, chillin` on streets you scared to park on at nightJust forfeit just like I`m becoming part of the lightAnd you, you goin` to be the biggest mark at the fightI never understood what made you think you was handlin`You half-ass runnin` through my neighborhood vandlin`Next time I`ma light your world up like a canonGet some Italians to play your ass like a mandolinThese cocaine wars got my mind in a frenzyThe feds tried to confiscate my `llac and my BenzyColombian assassins hunt a nigga like LindseyAnd one of my workers came up short with my ends seeShit, runnin` the streets used to be complicatedBut now it`s all easy, drug is strong arm relatedBut never can a bomb be fadedFool ring the alarm, pour the DonChorus:I`m comin` down real shiny like candy paint`Bout 3 in the morning, yawnin`I wish I could come down but you know I can`t`Cause I`m leanin` off the dank and the good ole drinkI got 5 on the weed, 50 on the drinkFool comin` down fuck what these hoes thinkN.O. Joe:3 in the morning, just turned overPimped into my clothesGot to get around some hustlers movin` in the Chevy NovaDone flagged me down for some more of that brownTo go with that green, now they sittin` on leanNow the light is green, got to get the snapsSo I bails from the scene, the watch is still packedWith dealers and fiends freakin` for G`s and greensSee it`s the same everynightNiggas creepin` down G way and keepin` they head tightWatchin` for laws `cause you know they wanna hateJealous `cause a nigga gettin` ahead of this paper chaseCan`t place my face in these streetsBut some niggas gotta hustle just to eatNiggas jackin` and packin`, they playin` for keepsNo peace of mind, keepin` my heat behindNo seekers see a lie to be caught sleepin`By another nigga out creepin`While I`m chillin` gettin` sweetedChorusPimp C:What you see is what the fuck you getYoung Pimp C baby comin` down real wetI got a pump in the `llac `causeThese niggas tried to jack usBut we don`t give a fuck, I got the AK in the back of usCame out the night club, 3 o`clock struckTryin` to holler at my people she in Lexus, I`m in truckWe `bout to eat breakfast, we in Houston, TexasThe city of the crack, and the `llacs, and the LexusI`m hollarin` at the body Courtney came with the loveWe comin` down baby blowin` smoke in his lungs`Cause I`ma candy sweet dipper, a big `caine pimperI`m playin` with the guitar, I`m squezzin` on the nipplesEven though this hoe look good and the pussy was tightAfter I hiy, jump in my shit, I`m scratching off for the nightFuck that laying in the bed with the hoe `til the morningBitch I`m getting out here yawnin`, coming back to reformin`3 in the morning3 in the morningChorus