leave I got ringtone this, and ringtone that Try to label southern dance music ringtone rap They capping on the cool but ain't a damn thing funny They ain't
I feel you watchin me But it ain't hard to see that you can't see me You try, but what you think you saw Ain't what you thought you saw You bed-da off
it gets (Bun) Ain't gotta ask U, nigga (Bun) Know U feelin this shit (Bun) HOOK (4x) Bun B be, King of the Unda-unda-undaground U can't fuck wit that
call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? I?m like oh Kimosabe Your body is my hobby We?re freakin? This ain?t
ain't fear The absolute truth is just something some niggaz can't hear He don't live here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here How the heck you set
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them
out wit the FM 57 This ain't nothin to do with nobody But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Bun B] I'm comin straight outta PAT,
blood) We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring
me wat you gat, nigga You ain't had a bitch since Vivica Fox, nigga Last I heard you suckin on cocks, nigga Nobody know cause they don't see you on the
me some mo See some cats don't understand How i got this and i got that Derrty i laid back Handle my business Don't bother nobody, don't be hatin and
bustin out they punk heat I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys But I ain't wettin that I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin that
R-E Me and Pimp C in a Bentley mayn, million sold independent mayn Told you boys you ain't eat like us, trunk'll pop but u ain't beat like us O.G. out
Live your life like mine, you might end up in jail yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.:] Pac and B.I.G., no we ain't forgot them Cops ain't arrested, no one who shot
'em I can't help myself Want me to support them I can't support myself Want me to know you I barely know myself I might got a little fame I ain't got
you?re on my dick swinging Ain?t nobody fucking with this drama I?m bringing Some men are king and some men are peasants So come kiss the ring, bow down to the king
me and Scenic wood wedlock Acres Homes my home, I'm a Nawf Side venteran Reppin' H-Town, smokin', sippin' on some medicine There ain't nobody better than
King T] Now to make it interestin it's me, King Trife Big Ballin' Nigga for bout half of my life Whether on my knees prayin, blowin on the dice Bet King