1987년 결성된 UGK는 Bun B 와 Pimp C로 이루어진 텍사스 출신 힙합듀오이다. ‘언더그라운드킹’이란 의미를 가진 팀 이름처럼 세련된 음악퀄리티와 랩실력이 뛰어난 UGK는 1992년 첫 메이저 데뷔앨범 ‘Too hard to swallow’를 발표하자마자 빌보드 차트 200위로 진입하였으며 특히 멤버인 Bun B는 Beyonce, T-pain, Young Jeezy 등 초특급 가수들의 피쳐링을 한 탄탄한 이력이 있고, Pimp C도 마찬가지로 스눕독, Master-P와 같은 거물급 랩퍼들의 곡에 참여한 실력파 랩퍼였으나 안타깝게도 2007년 캘리포니아 호텔에서 의문사로 사망했다. 하지만 같은 해 발표한 ‘Underground Kingz’는 빌보드 200차트 1위를 차지하며 전설적인 앨범으로 남게 되었고, 이후에도 99년 Jay-Z와 함께한 빅히트곡 ‘Big Pimpin’에서부터 쏟아져 나오는 수많은 앨범들은 Pimp C가 세상을 떠나기 전까지 얼마나 많은 곡들을 작업했는지를 보여주고 있다. .... ....
[Intro - Mannie Fresh] The, the underground, the, the underground, the, the underground... The, the underground, the, the underground, the, the, the underground...
[Bun B] Now this one here for everybody out there off the top This for the real slab-swangas whipping dubs and drops For the real block huggers that's embracing the grind And the three-time fellas that be facing some time For them real deep boys that be baking and serving And the real hood hustlas that be shaking and swerving For the real cut-throwers putting work in on the average And trill ass niggaz living they life like a savage A lot of niggaz hold it down for they set And when the work comes easy And when the game ain't ready They really rep they're neighborhood good or bad Niggaz that really be on the block throwing signs and flags Well I'm here to represent for all the gangstas and the thugs And the underdog niggaz that ain't getting no love For a nigga trying' to make a weight for him and his crew Just recognize I'm representing for you, and nigga that's on the true
[Hook - Bun B + (Mannie Fresh)] I'm a sell my dope, I'm a bust my guns I'm a fuck my hoes, I'm a stack my ones What I represent? (The, the underground, the, the underground, the, the underground...) I'm a smoke my good, I'm a sip my drank I'm a grip my grain, I'm a drip my paint What I represent? (The, the underground, the, the underground, the, the, the underground...)
[Bun B] Now everybody wanna act like they already got it made With the houses, and the cars, and the bills all paid Got a million in the bank, and two million in jewels But on the cool, life ain't like that for a lot of these fools Lot of people in this world coming up pretty hard Raised in project apartments, with no front yard Had to share their clothes and shoes with cousins and brothers Never had they own shit, they had to share it with others I wasn't born with a silver-spoon sticking out my grill I was raised in the middle of the struggle on the real Had some hard times in my life, trying to make ends meet Not to mention, trying not to fall victim to the streets Against the odds, a nigga made it out the game But that don't mean that I'm gunna forget about from where I came UGK ain't just a name; it's what a nigga is I was there before I got in the biz, and nigga that's on the rizz
[Hook]
[Bun B] Now people always be around when you shining and balling But they real hard to find when tough times come calling You got money, doing good, and they be all in your face Then disappear like Sue Storm soon as you catch a case It's like clockwork homeboy, the shit never fails Soon as they think the party's over, everybody bails Could a sworn they was your friends when your world was on shine But soon as you get some time, outta sight, outta mind It's a shame that some real ass niggaz took a fall It's a shame how they treat you when you locked behind the wall When your woman won't visit and your homie won't send you no flicks Or come and see you, that's some cold ass shit Well I miss my nigga, he was down for me That's why I got the whole world screaming Free Pimp C And I'll be right here waiting when you touch back down UGK we still holding the crown, kings of the underground
Like dat,like dat bitch you know you like dat Bitch you know I like dat Chrous2xs Bitch gone get down on tha flo ya aint gettin paper what you tworkin fo All I see is a bunch of ones Need 2 leave wit a pimp trynna have sum fun All thses niggaz is really lame Jus talk to a nigga 'cause you like the game Later on you gone bite dat Bitch you know you like dat
So I typed a text to a girl I used to see Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be And I apologize if this message gets you down Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling Wetness all around me true but I'm no island Peninsula maybe makes no sense I know crazy Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back Spaceships dont come equipped with rearview mirrors They dip as quick as they can The atmosphere is now ripped Im so like a Pip Im glad its night So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum When I shoot the moon high jump the broom Like a premie out the womb My partner yellin Too soon Dont do it Reconsider Read some litera ture on the subject You sure Fuck it You know we got your back like chiroprac tic If that bitch do you dirty we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent Now hurry hurry go on to the altar I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya Keep your heart 3 stacks keep your heart Aye keep your heart 3 stacks keep your heart Man these girls is smart 3 stacks these girls is smart Play your part Play your part Sweet jones By bitch a choosey lover never fuck without a rubber Never in the sheets like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser drive a compressor Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club fucking up the game bitch you gets no love She be cross country givin all that she got A thousand a pop Im pullin Bentleys off the lot I smashed up the grey one bought me a red Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary Your bitch chose me you aint a pimp you a fairy
I choose you girl Baby you been rollin solo time to get down with the team Because its greener on that other side if you know what I mean I'll show you shit you've never seen The 7 wonders of the world And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I don't mean my woman that aint my style Need a real streets stalker to walk a green mile We burnin up the paper on the dining room table Cause you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable We rockin precious sable keep that chilla on the rack What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back Im a million dollar mack need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin in your life watch your daddy get rich Easy as A B C simple as 1 2 3 Get down with UGK Pimp C B U N B Cause whats a hoe with no pimp and whats a pimp with no hoes Dont be a lame you know the game and how it goes We tryin to get jones I choose you girl Eni mini decisions with precision I pick Or make my selection on who I choose to be with Girl dont touch my protection I know you want it to slip But slippin is something I dont do tippin for life Thats like makin it rain Every month on schedule Let me tell you Get your parasol umbrella cause its gonna get wetter Better prepare you for the see pole She supposed to spend it on that baby but we see she dont Ask ask Paul McCartney the lawyers gettin sloppy Slaughter slaughter of them pockets had to tie her to a rocket Send her into outer space I know he wish he could Cause he payin 20K a day that bitch is eating good Like an infant on a double D bitch is getting plump Cause he miscalculated the next to the last bump Dump dump in the gut walk it off from the giddy up Better chose the right one or pick pick the kitties up
(bun b) I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin Had to find my place But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue Had to dodge a case Had to dodge a bullet And the nigga that tried to pull it The streets is throwed If I don't get lean and blowed everyday I feel just like i'ma explode on overload and overdrive All my life this drive I tried I seen a lot of good niggas die Cause somebody hated somebody lied or somebody snitched Or somebody's a bitch I wish I could change the past But I gots to live in the present and pray That tomorrow this shit don't last, I'm livin to fast Shit, my momma asked me who I was like she ain't know me But, to tell the truth I didn't know myself I found out she had to told me Just to show me just how good I had it I guess I couldn't see it Mild-mannered I just couldn't be it But that was just the way we used to g it One of the wrongest niggas I see Or one of the strongest niggas I know Walkin on my tippy-toe cause the life I live ain't long and I know So I put weed in the bong and I blow Stay cool calm and collected a neglected Child that grew into a man that's widely respected Too real
(chorus) I feel no pain I can't complain Stuck in the game Tryin to maintain Cause I'm so real
(pimp c) We blow big everyday But that don't stop our pain Or bring back our homeboys that we done lost off in this dirty game Got niggas doin 40
When you 25 that's life I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the price These bitch ass niggas shife Niggas might snitch out they momma That's why me and leroy watch stay strapped and ready for all drama Cause we ain't promised tommorow But nigga you promised to die Nigga can't you see you gettin to high trippin of that potent fry At night I talk to God and try to understand How people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a man I guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone bring them back So I just say thanks for what I got and blow on indo sacks I still love my piece of change, wood grain and big head ones But I had to realize in life everything ain't always fun I guess that's true for some But them hoes will never win Out here just hustlin and grindin Tryin to change from niggas to men
Chorus
(3-2) My nigga you a ho to me Boy you done went off on me Runnin round with the fakin and hatin I'ma blast if you run up on me I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch This matter coulda been resolved If you woulda came clean and paid my shit See niggas disrespect the game but boy you'll never last Pullin that ho shit sellin your partner out for a piece of ass And fool you claim you real but really need to be shot up No respect for your family that's dead Don't write yo peoples locked up Damn I miss my dog he was hog to this game Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your name You boys is funny I'm bout my money And oh so true Mr. 3-2 when I never trusted you I'm too real
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