Underground

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bun B] Lately I've been feelin' low, some say I ain't trill no mo' It ain't like I give a damn 'cause they know I'm down to slam Punk niggas to the street, split they wig to the meat Laying in they bloody red, then I leave their ass flat dead, fool And I bet that on my ass, I'm ready to get on my blast And I ain't the easiest motherfucker to fly past Last time I looked I wasn't wearin' panties so don't say I was I'm from that Texas, I ain't your blood and I ain't your cuz I'm just that nigga trying to make life as easy as I can But most of these punk-ass niggas don't understand the plan I got Now they hot, walkin' round pissed off but I ain't worried I'm lettin' off bullets in a hurry, and my people scurry 'Cause I'm full of that damn dank and drank So I'm finna shank your ass and while you're layin' in the grass Thinkin', think about the nigga that you fucked wit' Gun stick to ya lips, I'm from P.A. nigga, don't trip [Chorus: Pimp C] Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga 'Cause the rest of ya'll niggas ain't shit Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga 'Cause the rest of y'all niggas ain't shit Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga Ain't no nigga like a trill-ass nigga Ain't no nigga like a big old bud nigga 'Cause the rest of y'all niggas ain't shit [Verse 2: Pimp C] I be getting real high, smoking weed and getting fried Fuckin' hoes wit' big ol' thighs, and bucking niggas 'til I die Nigga you ain't running shit, fronting like you making stacks Riding round my niggas' house in that old beat-up Cadillac Yelling how you down with C, talking 'bout you book my shows Never ever was my friend, always been my fucking foe Never had no love for hoes, like that nigga [?] said So, nigga, you dead soon as I buck you wit' that fuckin' lead And that's more real than a bypass You need to bend yourself over so I can boot you in your fuckin' ass Ya think you're slick and so you're bigger, but I squeeze the trigger 'Cause I'm bigger and I'm that underground nigga Straight from P.A.T. where the shit don't stop Niggas always gettin' smoked on the goddamn block Short Texas, motherfucker, see I live in the bricks Where the niggas smoke them Swishers and the bitches suck dick 'Cause see [Chorus: Pimp C] Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga 'Cause the rest of ya'll niggas ain't shit Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga 'Cause the rest of y'all niggas ain't shit Ain't no nigga like a underground nigga Ain't no nigga like a trill-ass nigga Ain't no nigga like a big old bud nigga 'Cause the rest of y'all niggas ain't shit [Outro: Pimp C & Bun B] Ain't no nigga like a Westside nigga Ain't no nigga like a Eastside nigga Ain't no nigga like a D-Town nigga Ain't no nigga like a N.O. nigga Ain't no nigga like a H-Town nigga Ain't no nigga like a Chi-Town nigga Ain't no nigga like a P.A.T. nigga 'Cause the rest of ya'll niggas ain't shit