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Ugk

Genres: Hip-Hop

Return Lyrics - Ugk

It all started with a Pimp C, bitch 

So what the fuck is up? 

Told 'em somethin' good 

Ease up my muthafuckin' cut 

 

'Cause if you don't really wanna fuck wit a trill nigga 

From the trill villa wit a steel trigga land of the real killers 

Pop pop muthafucka there you go 

I'ma bust 'em on yo ass if you don't ease up off me ho 

 

'Cause trill niggas don't carry no sugar in they nutsac 

Just big fat balls and a trigga in they backpack 

So you gon' give me my money but you don't hear me though 

But I bet you hear me when I fill you with bulletholes 

 

P.A. nigga, trill ass nigga 

How you figga you can buck me down nigga? 

Mr. big an, Mr. big time, give me what's mine 

Instead of buying cars for a bitch named sunshine 

 

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Give me what's mine, give me what's mine 

Before it come down to triggas 

Shit, it's the return of the trill ass niggas 

 

Bitch, it's the return of the trill ass niggas 

Uh, it's the return of the trill ass niggas 

But you can't hear me 

It's the return of the trill ass niggas bitch 

 

Yea muthfuckas, I figured you run 

I figured you run, when I pull triggas to guns 

That triggas to guns P.A. fool a nigga named Bun 

A nigga named Bun, no more sun, no more shine 

 

Say hello to the nine milly millameter 

(Buck, buck, buck) 

Money tight glock, bustin' them shots 

When I break yo ass off somethin' hot 

 

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Niggas steady catchin' lead to the head 

I never aim for the chest 

Muthafuckas sportin' bulletproof vests 

So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas start passin' away 

Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered today 

 

So I can lay you hoes in a line, draw you to a square 

Put them hands on yo ass and bail on out 

Pass the pen, Pimp C and Bird, I take the blunt 

 

Now surprise, surprise, I'm gettin' Chinese eyes 

In this bitch here's a switch 

I might slang, bang then bail and burn 

Scope mean now it's the return of the trill ass niggas 

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