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rhyming heavy 
This that little Caesar stay hot n ready 
In house like digiorno 
Feel like A.I with the cornrows 
Crossover on your floor 
Leave em slumped

introduce you to some new shit (Ooo' shit)
Gotta run it back Bobby Boucher (Boucher)
Show you how to move
Ut you on game (On game)
I am not these niggas we

The Chopped Shop presents UGK's Greatest Hits

'Chopped n' Screwed'

Well, well, well, well, hello baby

For one day you here and then you're gone

order order
I cross the border for a spot in the sun
I'm so down with myself
bitch I could chill as a bum ho hum
drum
I'm so burnt that I'm beat
I got my

with a drum so bob and weave
Homie I'm a dog so I know how to get the fleas
Off me if that bitch can't swizzle she bizzled to
Drizzle I'm back on my

my other bm
More than I said I did in cash
And she ran
Off and bought a purse
Uh
And it hurt
And that was money for the pack
So to get her back
I got

Had it once now it can't
Come back
She take me 0 to 100 like a plaid
If I lose you then I'm gon' be
Down bad
N go mad
And go mad
And go mad (Yeah)

off for shit
For all the times I went and fucked up on a niggas bitch
Always coming full circle I'm finna get what I get dawg
Untill then Ima need me 2

between ya thigh,
Pierce a two by four, my speech off the bat
Soo Back Do with the combat
Skill base intricate but compact
Create black own businesses after

remember

It's a Summer Breeze so I don't know
Nann nigga, and I ain't fuckin wit' no hoes
By myself I'll smoke a whole box-of-cigarillos 
And I'll probably

money
Xtra stuck to a nigga like honey
It's crazy behind my Back she fronted
Awe, I'm tripping, I gotta leave yo ass
I'm not wit dis
My new bitch no

back to hell charring up my bumper
You can have her lil bro
I don't want her
I know life's a bitch damn
But I love her
That don't mean I'll slow up
I'm

Rick Ross lost
These false thoughts keep me isolated from the Average
Watch when you get it back, bitch, I was better When you had it
See, boy, I'm

sticky, icky, icky, icky imma need 5 on it
Matter of fact i need a dime on it you aput'n in dont reach out for it watch out boy this that loud pack
Whole

You could have all the money but still it ain't enough my bitch smart she gimme brain but I'm going dumb crazy how my brother died just by showing

I ain't, pressed by my pills, not here N***a now lack, no fear, it's clear
Focus bring change, no sneer, I'm here Tryna shed light on the real

can my dim My light!
Gotta BE N luv wit My Light BULB "Head Lights"

(Kno Wazup) (Kno Wazup) (You Kno Wazup)

Most these fools don't use they age
They

by the way that I play
She gon ask where I stay she forgot bout her mans
I got no problem with that
She throwing it back
Recording that shit on the cam

Clap Yo Hands

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

you smoke chronic by the jars
Your platinum teeth diamond, your platinum piece diamond
You on them streets rhymin, you makin g's timin
You slap a bitch

day I met her, the bitch was too shy
But she say she gon' do it this time
Niggas be letting the pain hit 'em
And they end up losing their mind
Me 'n

famous
I send her back to you, she gettin' papers
21 seconds to get papers

Please set ya mind free, 'cause I gotta key
Turn 'em off of all my pain,

Now They Don't Ask

Lil Rob

Instrumentals

2005

[Chorus x2]

[Royal T]
Six in the morning, haters at my door
Fresh Nikes squeeking by the bathroom floor
Out my back window, I made my escape
Haters know

Tiger Trail

The Last Emperor

Music, Magic, Myth [Bonus CD]

2003

gun, your ass is done

[Chorus] w/variation

[Verse 2]
I used to be a quiet type cat, silent type cat
Nigga fuck with me, wouldn't even fight back
Now

Now They Don't Ask

Low Profile Gangsters

Keepin' It Gangsta

2001

[Chorus x2]

[Royal T]
Six in the morning, haters at my door
Fresh Nikes squeeking by the bathroom floor
Out my back window, I made my escape
Haters know