Undaground All-Stars
(专辑: Undaground All-Stars: Da Texas Line Up - 2005)
[Talking] Young Don nigga, Fat Rat nigga We in the
building, S.U.C Underground All-Stars, feel it ah [Hook] We some hustlers ballers, money making thugs Underground All-Stars, show the
game love Cause we bosses gangstas, money making G's Counting O's doing shows, from our new CD's [Lil' Keke] Throw your block up high, get your set in the
sky Get your dro get your drank, X
pills and fry We some hustlers ballers, gangstas bosses Hood rich nigga, with no time for losses I've been gone for a
minute, so boys wanna do me I'm cold with this shit, bouncing back like Juve Feel me kill me, or make you a
choice Or tuck your tail like a
bitch, when you hear my voice Bring pain no change, on my new c.d And I'm raw as ten lines, out the
scorpion key S.U.C. to the
finish, niggaz clearing the
way In the
booth spitting truth, better ask MJ Got Miggity Mike D, and I'm Don Lil' Ke Herschelwood and the
3, Laf-Tex C.M.G Braeswood new chrome, on brand new cars It's the
Southside, Underground All-Stars [Hook x2] [Lil' O] I
sold c.d.s, out the
back of my truck So I
could knock off the
truck, that start with the
Range And when I
stopped moving crack and I
started to rap And I
made me some stacks, I
ain't changed You must respect my hustle, you must respect my grind You must respect my hard work, I
got the
right to shine Remember well in my cell, I
had to fight the
time But I
swore when I
got out, I'd have twice the
grind And be, ten times the
man This Y
on my wrist, is ten times a
grand I
got the
glow of a
God, you can't out shine me man Dear Lord watch over me, niggaz hating on me I'm about to bomb on em Be with me Amen, see I
will prevail Not a
millionaire yet, but I'm giving 'em hell Real life thug shit, man I'm living it well And if you real like I'm real, then you feel me like brail cause we some [Hook x2] [Mike D] Ain't too many gon hop out, and do the
game like me I
got the
heart of a
lion, hustle game from the 3
I'm with the
Don Keke, Lil' O
and Den Den Plus guerillas from the
Southwest, with C's on they fucking chest You get it right get it straight, baby we hold the
weight Use to be the
cocaine, now this the
drank state And you know, who hold the
keys to the
city It's Miggity Mike D, a
young Carl Smitty And I'm tired of these overrated, rappers Ain't seen the
streets a
day in they life, just modern day actors Watch niggaz like me, and put my life in they lines And niggaz in the
hood, don't even know your kind I'm a
hustler gangsta, money making thug With niggaz from the
hood, that'll get at you cuz [Hook x2]