pre- mo, bum- bee, bum- bee
This how we rock, this is how we rock, this is how we rock, this is how we rock,
this is how we rock, this is how we rock, this is how we rock
Hopped off the phone with
told him son your album's so cold I'm numb
Finna go plat, but if I go,
go just once I cop enough coke and guns to open trunk
Where the birds and the rats
Far as rap goes, I'm the coldest one
I'll show you the soul upon life
I grip the mini- matic, erratically,
Not just vanity, violated,
They don't really want it, what turned me,
my time to be sniff ing vanity
Can't tell insane is reality,
Gripping this mic after me
Other rappers don't sound that tight
I'll be jumpin' out the bushes
Better watch your back, boy
The king of the drill is in the building
Act, boy, like you wanna do it
Thought you knew it, matter fact, boy
bout to walk the long one
You're preachin' to the choir
Bum be the best that did it
Cut on the track in a black and blue
And it ruined it like a wet dream
Better keep it movin' like a jet stream
With me and terminology, I did get creamed
why you still playing in the first?
Dying of thirst, I pour out a bottle for
UGK for life, nothing above it
Whippin' me on the beat and terminology,
Yeah, this is how we do it, uh, yeah
Put the mind in the body with
On me, close to what you find me in, uh
You gotta follow it, the cat,
And still go and rock this shit
Bum, what's the politics?
Term, you already know it's
Cats in the streets is like
The rap industry is mo' drama,
mo' problems on yo' plate
cause we still in the hood though
Get in love with these fake rappers,
We put em in a nice deep dark
place in the ghetto for real