The Chopped Shop presents UGK's Hits n' Screwed'
Well, well, well, well, baby For one day you here and then you're A long, long way, yeah, yeah, I la ra ra ra ra yeah Well, well, I know, I know, I know,
put me out at only fourteen So I start sellin' crack cocaine and Time to stack some paper I gotta do it Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin' wit,
My only son But I live everyday like my muthafuckin' last one Every nigga and mama askin' why But I'm in the game live by the game and in the game die
But if I die or I say if I go Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the and go tomorrow ain't promised to me The only thing promised to a is the penitentiary
So I'ma take care of my on the smooth tip Watch my sellin' crack and pack two clips And ya think about that you say, "It'll be on" a trip you're here today but the next day you're gone
One day here, baby And then you're One day you're here, And then you're
One day you're here, And then you're One day you're here, And you're gone
This world we livin' in man it nuthin' but drama Everyone wanna harm ya in New York niggas shot fo bombers Now they got yo life in the former they in California Niggas wit are hydroponic, marijuana
Gangbangin' got the ghetto than a sauna Down in my nigga Pops died on the corner a funky-ass dice game I saw him before he died wished it was twice mayn
I remember bein' eight off in Chucky crib Lettin' us act bad not givin' a fuck we did we lost him I knew the world was comin' to the end And I had to quit lettin' that devil me to a sin
My brother been in the pen fo near ten But now it looks when he come out man I'm goin' in So shit I walk around wit my mind blown in my own fuckin' 'Cause one day you here but the day you gone
One day you're here, And you're gone One day you're here, And then you're
I'm up early 'cuz enough light in the daytime Smoke two [Incomprehensible] Peanut holder my smolder on the PA pipes AK loader as I get under city lights
be lookin' shife, so shife back Can't show no weakness wit these life jacked Mayn a trip where I stay especially for me Them bitches to lock me up for the whole century
They my nigga down in Florida Dante 19 I wish that we could smoke and take a tight lean My world a you can ask Bun B bitch I ain't no liar My man BoBo jus' his baby in a house fire
And when I got on my knees night to pray I God why he let these killas live And take my son away Man if you got kids show 'em you 'em 'Cuz God jus might 'em home 'Cuz one day you're here, the next day gone
I know, you know, well, well, La ra la ra, I know, yeah, Yeah, you're One day you're here, on And you're gone I know, you know, I
Yeah, oh, la ra la ra, la ra la ra No, no, no, no, no, no Come on, on baby, baby La ra ra ra ra
One day you're here, And you're gone Next day you're One day here, baby And then gone, gone Next day gone Come on, don't me, yeah Don't me baby