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'Cause I'm out to demean, count the green
An' throw that Jim in the in between
Now Bun B moves slick
'Cause I tell all the niggaz to get they gats
An' tell the hoes to get this dick

Now punks be lookin' at my boys on the block
They scopin' the corner, motherfuckers, I warn ya
Too many niggaz tried to get these fiends
You brothers better cut some fuckin' humpers on this scene

'Cause cluckers don't go for small dope
You fin' to lose when dope fiends cut ya fuckin' throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab an' tell that bitch to get gone

Because my face don't need to be on the street
See, I put out my dope, get my cash, then I'm tearin' ass
I'm in an' out quick as day
Might drop a hundred or two but I won't miss it anyway

Because as long as the majority of shit gets fat
I'm cool to give myself a little slack
See, I've been doin' this too damn long to start my slang
An' makin' all them pay for dem thangs

I got a thirty-five square block cut
Down to take your money, dope, your hoe an' your nut
Big dope, big rhymes, big dick, big attitude
Man, I'm down with Big Tyme an' I'm a trill ass nigga

Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga

You claim you got much dope an' you got much backup
But you ain't got jack shit to make this nigga slack up
So if you wanna buck, buck up, bitch an' let me black that eye
Ho', you fin' to kiss them teeth goodbye

Now if you're down, act like it, bitch
Step in that grass, I'm fin' to put them hands on yo' bitch ass
An' buffin' ain't a good ass plan
You get smacked the fuck up, now unball them fuckin' hands

You see you need to be true to yourself
'Cause if you'll front, your ass'll be on my shelf
An' trill ass niggaz, they love to blast
But if we ain't got the gat, we'll also choke yo' motherfuckin' ass

An' you ain't never been shit to your hood
Your ass shoulda listened when I told you 'Something Good'
But right about now, I ain't sayin' a damn thang
If you wanna do it, then step your ass to the ring

An' bring on your boys, I'm takin' all you hoes one by one
Hands flyin' like bullets from a gun
I'm steady whoopin' that ass, ho'
Nigga by nigga out the window, you better watch that glass, ho'

Stepped to Bun B an' you thought I was a punk
Now you bitch-asses half dead in my trunk
You fronted big man an' then went out like a ho'
Nigga, kiss that motherfuckin' flo' 'cause I'm a trill ass nigga

Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga

I'm just a trill ass nigga walkin' down the street
It's Bun B, bitch, the nigga you an' your girlfriends wanna meet
My nuts hang to the road
So buck up an' get fucked up by the Big Tyme mother load

You better watch that ass when you roll
Ease up on U.G.K., you gotta pay the fuckin' toll
An' we ain't hearin' that ying yang
You keep on runnin' that lip an' watch yo' ass get slanged

Yeah, Bun B'll talk shit
But if you think I can't back it up niggaz, try an' make a fuckin' hit
Pimp C'll slam you to the peel
You're layin' on the ground, aiyyo Burt, kick him an' his fuckin' reel

The U.G.K. Posse, they might boom boom
An' we down to let the gat go boom
So call 911 an' let the law scoop yo' punk ass up
Before we make you niggaz shit in your drawers

The life of the trill niggaz ain't no joke
'Cause we down to go for motherfuckin' broke
So watch out for the niggaz in the khakis
The U.G.K. posse backs me, so don't jack, G

Because the dicks hang low, to any two-bit ho'
An' I'm about to get some shit on my toes
An' I'ma keep on doin' it, Clyde
The cocaine's in the back of the ride of a trill ass nigga

Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga

Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill, trill ass nigga
Trill ass nigga, trill

'Cause I'm out to demean, count the green
An' throw that Jim in the in between