Short Texas

Short Texas - UGK

Ay Yo welcome to the world of S H O R T

Texas where them trill a** niggaz be living naughty

Rollin up ho's like turtles in half a shell

Open up my trunk and let's see what I have to sell

I got the d**e if you ho's got the paper

And if you a faker then you'll meet your f**king maker

Cause I ain't taking no sh*t on my cuts

The UGK posse got the big big nuts

Yo so who's a bold b**ch

Try to make a sale

You betta bail

Before they find you in a ditch

This d**e ain't yo d**e and these cuts and yo cuts

Yo but this is my 12 gauge in yo muthaf**king guts

Don't make me pump this b**ch and unload

Get yo feet muthaf**ka hit the muthaf**king road

And don't even try to come back ni**a yo

Cause me Dre and C got fingers on a fat trigger

We making too much money moving weight

And before you hit my cuts you better get your sh*t straight

Cause it ain't safe to just try and show yo a** up

Street sweeper booming cold blow yo a** up

And ain't nobody scared to blast

We pull them triggers fast

And then we bailing on yo b**ch a**

But if yo sh*t is legit then you can join my crew

U S T graduating class of '92 in Short Texas

Niggaz on the track dropping sh*t about TX

As long as there's fiends that's them tax free d**e checks

Young muthaf**kas at the age of 16

Cooking up some llello for the local ** king

The market's not open so they call it closed circuit

Short Short Texas watch them hard thugs work it

5-0's on the scene make the all time ** bust

Out next week slanging some more white dust

Real oh so trill the life's no glamor

At the end of my time is spent in a slammer

F**king up sh*t with the 9 inch chrome

So all you scary got-it-good young-a** b**ches stay home

And if you get picked up by the laws

Don't cry cause it's for a lost cause

Clientele ounce of llello in jail make bail

From longs to short it's constant d**e sales

Stupid muthaf**kas smoking dummies and noids in jail

On U S T Crack University

Home of the Fighting Fiends the streets reimburse me

Cops finding my stash yo what could the worst be

Through so going undercover then turning dirty

B**ch I'm dead and swole in a ditch

Just the other day a fiend in your Lexus

Calling my name Blue Light I'm Short Texas

I don't give a f**k who you be

You ain't 'bout to sell no f**king d**e in P A T

You could be Tony Montana in this b**ch

Have a boat load of d**e but you still ain't selling sh*t

Cause we don't know your face so I don't really figure

We gon' let you come up and sell d**e in Texas ni**a

See you don't understand it's our muthaf**king cuts

So step in like I said before we'll take them muthaf**king nuts

Ask the last ni**a brought his f**king a** down

Trying to sell that f**king d**e he bought in H-Town

Couldn't sell in Houston so I guess he figured

I'm a go to Port Arthur and run them f**king niggaz

Brought his f**king gun guess he shoulda bust

So they took his sh*t and put his dick in the dust

Stupid a** ni**a had the nerve to come back

Rollin on the cuts in his white Cadillac

Got to the block and the guns just exploded

Shot his car up with the 9 end of clip the clip that he unloaded

Sent the ni**a home to his momma like a ho

They jacked all his money and they stole all his d**e

Can't be trill in the villa of the trillest

Cause where I'm from ni**a house some muthaf**king killas

So have your sh*t attached before you come check us

Pimp C b**ch P A home Short Texas