Ugk - Something Good lyrics

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TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD

One with a trigger

two with a bat

three big brothers, four

want to squab with me, so i guess a brother gotta throw

tell em like this you better get up out my camp dude

before I have to pull a gat and get real rude

i don't figure that its worth getting hurt

just 'cause your gal wanna give me that skirt

bet it feel funny when you doing 69

knowing that youre sipping all on my jimmy wine

and when you get a kiss

do you feel bad?

knowing that you swallowed all the skeeter that i had?

you want to step to me but i don't really think you should

i shoulda shot you up instead i told you something good

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ay yo! whats up with that bulge in yo khakis?

you want to pack a gat

but you still ain't got the pull to come and jack me

you better bring a gang load of homies when you think you wanna throw

'cause by yourself you're running to the floor

i seen yo kind before man you're nothing with yo hands

more than a punk but still less than a man

you talk a lot of nothing when you're chilling with the ladies

let me catch you by yourself, you're pushing up some daisies

see crazy you wanna be

but punks with no heart, they ain't hard

they just waiting for bun to pull they card

you better keep your weak self locked in your hood

'cause with your boys im a have to tell you something good

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brothers nowadays got a habit that they really need to stop

getting all shot over a girl that i done popped

you need to check your girl 'fo she get in them pants

'cause if you knew like me you would drop her real fast

but i don't trust her man because im scared of that disease

'cause she passing out the skins like government cheese

but not me player,cause Pimp C wanna live

have you had your test?

are you H-I-POSITIVE?

but instead of getting checked you want to fight with me

you need to check your blood and let somebody check your pee

but if you don't step,ima drop on you fast

and pop off bullets like government tags

I didn't do your girl but your sister was alright

took her to my homeboy's caddy last night

she waxed my jimmy

and then the little street tramp

did me on a box of 10s and a pioneer amp

i hit it from the back and the girl just threw me

told me pump it harder,and she scratched me on my booty

Now everybody in the world, know that yo sister is a nasty little girl

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lets talk about these half and half punks

by day they sorry bastards

at night they talking about poppin trunks

but a 25 cant keep you alive from a sawed off,fool

so i hope you survive

see bluffing might save you till one day

but who's to say they won't catch you next week on the runaway

you might shoot a few shots in the wind

but the same time tomorrow, you'll be running again

now can you keep it up every damn night?

you steady running to the argument but running from a fight

whats the deal man

wont you take your raiders cap off?

'cause one of these days you're gonna get your head slapped off

you cant keep a crew

'cause they sick and tired of seeing you bail

like a punk and hit the backstreet trail

and the women don't like you 'cause you act like them

and that's why your little jimmy never went for a swim

you talk about slangin' makin g's

but i saw a fiend chase you from BJs up to Mickey Ds

now everyday folks getting took

either for they ride, they gold, or for the powder that they cook

you bookin' from the scene

'cause you couldn't hold your own

a 40 oz bottle slammed you dead into your dome

now you want revenge so you get your automatic

find a group of hardheads and started kicking static

you pulled your little chrome but these fools got gats