City Lights Lyrics - Blackout! 2 - Redman

I'm rollin' in my ride, my eyes real chinky 

Hit 145, bout like 12 twinkies 

Today a good day, I know don't jinx it 

I will keep a smith, just like J Pinkett 

Baby without blinkin, I do it my way 

I shit on folks, the opposite of R.K 

I'm rude pardon me, I'm too hood doc 

On your mind all the time, like new E.R.A 

Who am I 

That nigga to fly 

My mama gave birth on Continental Airlines 

I ain't lyin' 

I'm back boy, you hit the backboard 

I'm all swish make a memo on your blackboard 

This class here nigga is for the underground 

UGK, Doc & Meth lockin the summer down 

And I ain't playin' games homie, so get it right 

Cause I get Toed up under city lights, I I get Toed up under city lights 

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Yo, I dropped in 95, now I'm on 95 

South in the dirty been ridin' dirty since dirty died 

I guess you dirty my nigga, heard me I'm certified 

And when I ride I'm with Reggie Noble, New Jersey drive 

I make it happen homie, I take you back when I was wearin pony 

And the older niggas be snappin on me 

How many rapper know me? I know a cash on 

Face is the game I take it, and Holy matrimony 

And now can't nothin hold me, I fucks with UGK 

Some dudes are more like Kobe, I'm more like [? ] 

You either in it pimpin'or you just in the way 

I love this life that I'm livin', your shit can end today 

Two things to know about me, I guess I neva change 

And keep this money like Southern Cali, it never rain 

See, I ain't playin games with ya, so get it right 

And I get Toed up under city lights, I I get Toed up up on the city lights 

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Yeah, UGK 4 Life 

R.I.P. to da Pimp 

For the king of the trill is up in this bitch 

Drop the top and I hit the switch 

You see my leather seats tuck and stich 

Texas niggas, we gettin rich 

Fuck a hater man, fuck a snitch 

G code nigga we don't love the po po 

No more swag man, pass the do do 

We keep it super tight like pants in SoHo? 

I'm bout my Doe hoe so don't play with my bread man 

I been tryin' to stop the violence nowadays so instead 

I'm popin' a truck and grabbin that chopper with an AK to your head 

I'd rather be layin up in tha bed with you baby and makin head 

Yeah, my Cadillac cold candy painted drippin like burnin dick 

My steerin' wheel is wood grain I grip it and turn it quick 

I'm ridin 4s both black and yellow stripes like a Steeler 

And as far as rims go, I'm a 84 wheeler 

A slab peller when I mash out in the cadi lean 

And back up on leather man I'm smoking on a fatty 

It's UGK 4 Life if you ain't know you'd better get it right 

(Why?) I get Tore up under city lights, I I get tore up on the city lights