Bun B, Ludacris - Trill Recognize Trill lyrics

[Bun B, Ludacris - Trill Recognize Trill lyrics]

I still tote steel
I still tote steel i still, ha

I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill
(All my hustlers keep quiet and
My dealers don't slip
Money speaks for it'self so we
Ain't gotta say shit)

Bun B is the name, UGK is the click
P-A T is the city so if you hate, suck a dick
I'm from the land of the trill
From the home of the hard
Where niggas don't wait to see ya
They bring it to your yard
We ain't never been fraud
We ain't never been lame
So if you wanna get it crackin
Every nigga is game
So we can catch a corner
We can catch a square any place, any time
I'll be waiting right there
See I give you a bad one
And shoot you in the spine
But as soon as you hit your back
My dogs'll eat you alive
All we know is survive
We ain't taking no ails
So before you play with us
You best play with yourself
Cause I'm tired of the tough talk
Tired of the mean mug
I'm bout ready to give these
Buck niggas a clean slug
Cock back the hammer on the god damn steel
Put a hollow in the middle
Of his god damn breel, fuck it

Talking about the karats in my watch
Diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block
What my status in the game
The records that I've sold
Bobby V going gold
And all them number one chart
Positions that I hold
The money and the wealth
Well I'll keep it to myself
But I'm always willing to share
The firepower on the shelf
I'm shiny star spanglin, ding-a-ling danglin
Luda the sheet swisha
Broke the record of Wilt Chamberlin
I'm College Park rangering, Houston
Tex mangering so get down or lay down and
See these middle finger rings
I'm banging in the east, west
South, all over the map, boy
I do it for myself, my daughter
And all these trap boyz
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we stack boy
Semi-automatic so make the click get back boy
Click, since I was born, I been the shit
And money speaks for it'self so
I ain't never said sheit

Niggas best to start
Running, hiding, dodging, and ducking
Cause them trill niggas
Comin, riding, cocking, and bucking
Bitch you fucking with a monster
A beast like no other
The hardest nigga living since
My motherfucking brother
So duck and cover, duck and roll
Hit the deck we coming for money and
Your motherfucking respect
We ain't taking no checks
Money orders or visa's
Your life is on the line
So don't motherfucking tease us
You gonna need Jesus to hold you and help ya
Cause you fucking with me
Bitch you gonna see helter skelter
That heat gon melt ya, this steel gon gut ya
You lame ass nigga
Know ya nolia then fuck ya
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn when
Pimp went to the pen
So not everyones associates
And nobody's friends
Just make sure to get my
Ends and nobody gets hurt
Before I put somebody's children
Under motherfucking dirt, fuck it

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