Shattered Dreams Lyrics - Underground Kingz - Ugk

[Intro: Pimp C] 

UHH... 

Dedicated to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout? 

Muthafuckas told me I wasn't gon be shit... 

Told me I was gon be able to do this rap shit... 

Knahmtalkinbout? My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin? 

[Chorus:] 

You cain't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams... (My uncle told me I wasn't gon be shit) 

It might not be all bad as it first seems... (I used to walk around with a bag full of rappers) 

You might not have all the things you need, yeah-heh... 

(Motherfucker told me, a nigga from Texas couldn't make no record) 

But all you got to do is believe... 

I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... 

(Then after I made the record, muh'fuckers said they would never give us no respect) 

I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... (But now they tryna rap like us) 

You got to get yo' money-hey, yeah-eah... (Tryna be like us, tryna smell like us) 

(Knahmtalkinbout?) 

I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... - you got to get yo' money... (Check this out) 

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[Pimp C:] 

Man I refuse to let the bitches take away my pride 

Them hoes can lock my body up, but they cain't lock my mind 

See I'm a young street flame, I got them fire eyes 

I mean that Eyes of Fire, the Tiger, the Black Pride 

I call some women bitches and I call some women whores 

A bitch a dirty boar, a hoe open up the pussy store 

Now what's the difference between the two? Man, I just told you that 

But that don't mean that every woman I know is down with that 

If you a bitch and wanna switch, it ain't too late to change 

It's all about how you carry yo'self and how you handle thangs 

Some say that hoes and pimps is born, I don't believe that shit 

Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain't too late to quit 

Just cause you sold your body don't mean you a hoe for life 

I got to speak it right for all the one that paid the price 

But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the life 

But baby, if you ain't in it, you still can do it right 

(right... right...) 

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[Chorus:] 

You cain't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams... (hmm...) 

It might not be all bad as it first seems... (hmm...) 

You might not have all the things you need, yeah-heh... 

But all you got to do is believe... 

I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... 

I got to get my money-hey, oh-ho... 

You got to get yo' money-hey, yeah-eah... 

I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... - you got to get yo' money... 

[Pimp C:] 

To all the babies havin babies on ya' own 

I know you feelin fucked up and feelin all alone 

I know ya people tellin you, "Ya fucked up your life" 

Ya only fucked up if you lay down and don't continue to fight - uh! 

And to the young nigga out there tryna sell dope 

I know ya family fucked up and it's your last rope 

In your heart, I know ya cold with this rhyme shit 

But ain't nuttin hap'nin but this twenty and this dime shit 

And you the daddy with lil' mama that's bout to have the baby 

You wanna own ya team but niggaz tellin you, "Ya crazy" 

"What you thankin? You too young to have a family" 

But all the moves ya makin, look like you a man to me! 

When you get caught up man them niggaz ain't gon ride witchu 

But get down with that girl and she gon keep it live witchu 

But she gon help ya put your money up and save somethin 

Cause right now ya run it, th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin 

It's time to change sumthin... 

[Chorus] 

[Pimp C:] 

If you a ballplayer, man go 'head and play ball 

Don't let nobody steal your dream if you ain't came to fall 

I know they say, "It ain't enough room in the NBA" 

You tell them haters, "Save that bullshit for another day" 

If you a sanger, lil' mama go 'head and sang ya song 

Them hoes say, "You ain't gon make it", the funky bitch is wrong 

You ain't got to get butt-naked on stage in a thong 

Just sang your records to show the people you got it goin on 

I see a whole lotta motherfuckers come and go 

I know young niggas sold they soul for the dirty dough 

They want a rapper, I understand go 'head and chase ya dream 

But chase to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend 

Some people gay, what can I say? The only judge is God 

But don't be shame and try to hide cause then you livin fraud 

Cause everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light 

So do yo' thang, cause cain't no man tell you what's wrong or right 

Right, right, right, right... 

So do yo' thang, cause cain't no man tell you what's wrong or right 

... (Uh!)