[talking:]
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I pack that nine everytime, and I ain't trying dying
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Pussy nigga, I pack that nine everytime and I ain't trying dying
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[Hook: x4]
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I just wanna celebrate
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Cause trill niggaz don't die
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[Pimp C:]
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Pussy nigga, thinking you gon kill me
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I got some'ing for your ass, nigga you gon feel me
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I'ma blow you out the water, with the 2-23
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Putting dick up in your daughter, rap is over I serve some cheese
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Nigga talking bout, robbing Chad
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Run up on me with that first, will leave you stinking in the grass
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If your calico to mask, if you Baptist go to church
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See a hoe up in a nigga, gon pull up a skirt
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That'll be, some incredible shit
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Niggaz scheming on my bezel, on some devilish shit
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I been to hell and back, on another level you bitch
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Go on try it I'm going live, they gon need a shovel for you bitch
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[Hook x4]
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[Z-Ro:]
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I been stabbed I been shot, went from no fans to being hot
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But somehow always fall short, for trying to keep fiddles in my pot
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In a dog eat dog world, y'all fellas be chasing girls
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When I place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to catch me
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But I can't help but to notice, I'm one of the coldest
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And I know y'all haters love when I'm locked up, but I won't lose focus
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Yeah I wrote this counting down, how many days I got
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So lately my gun ain't been hid, it's been displayed a lot
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My attitude is fucked up, I don't give a fuck cause I just don't give one
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Thinking bout living a life where everything you do right is wrong, mo'fucker I live one
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I know niggaz wanna kill me, but I'm still riding pride
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Cause the Lord riding with me, and that's the main reason why
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[Hook x4]
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[Pimp C:]
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Some niggaz win, and some niggaz lose
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Some niggaz getting bruised, some always crying to blues
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Some niggaz already lost, and ain't gon lose no mo'
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Big shoes hoe choose, ain't paying dues no mo'
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Everything y'all trying to do, I built a school hoe
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Now it's fly to talk country, I made the rules hoe
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I was sagging in my khaki's, 'fore Dickies cool
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Gangsta Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets
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The young B.G.'s, really love to thump
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Fuck radio and BET, I'm out here bumping in the trunk
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For the girls popping pussy, and the boys with the blow
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Cadillac'ers and flat-backers, I'm out here repping for it hoe
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[Hook x4]
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[Bun B:]
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Can't any man, boy or woman take away my soul
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It's a gift given from God, and I'm keeping a tight hold
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The world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same
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But I'ma keep it one hundred, when it come to the game
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Tame attitude, they get the wolves to grouping up
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They laying boys down, they future they scooping up
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We keep it click tight, so when niggaz start lurking
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In the dark heaters start, anybody start jerking
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Put my work in on the reg', the powder in the keg
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A dragging society, don't borrow don't beg
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For tomorrow so gon 'head with your pity, I'ma be cool
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Kindergardeners was looking up to me, in pre-school
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Down with Pimp C fool, and P-A-T the town
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Representing it to the fullest, till I'm gone I hold it down
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Bun Beater, would never sell you no lie
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So if you ask for the truth, I'ma reply to trill niggaz don't die
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Trill Niggas Don't Die
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UGK |