The Chopped presents UGK's Greatest Hits 'Chopped n'
Well, well, well, well, hello For one day you and then you're gone 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 and codeine Time to some paper I gotta do it quick Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know who messin' wit, yeah
My mama's son But I live everyday like it's my muthafuckin' one Every nigga and they 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 'Cause ain't promised to me The thing promised to a playa is the penitentiary
So I'ma take of my business on the smooth tip Watch my back sellin' crack and pack two And when ya about that you say, "It'll be on" It's a trip you're here today but the day you're gone
One day you're here, And then you're One day you're here, And then gone
One day you're here, And you're gone One day you're here, And then gone
world we livin' in man it ain't nuthin' but drama Everyone wanna harm ya in New York niggas gettin' fo bombers Now they got yo in the former they in like California Niggas wit dubs are hydroponic,
Gangbangin' got the ghetto hotter than a in Orange my nigga Pops died on the corner Behind a dice game I saw him once he died wished it was twice mayn
I remember bein' eight deep off in Chucky us act bad not givin' a fuck what we did When we lost him I knew the world was to the end And I had to quit lettin' devil push me to a sin
My brother been in the pen fo damn ten But now it looks like when he out man I'm goin' in So shit I walk around wit my blown in my own fuckin' zone one day you here but the next day you gone
One day here, baby And then you're One day you're here, And you're gone
I'm up early ain't enough light in the daytime Smoke two [Incomprehensible] Peanut holder my smolder on the PA pipes AK loader as I get under city lights
Niggas be lookin' shife, so back Can't show no wit these bitches life jacked Mayn it's a trip where I stay for me Them bitches tryin' to me up for the whole century
They my nigga down in Florida Dante 19 I that we could smoke again and take a tight lean My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I no liar My man BoBo jus' lost his baby in a fire
And when I got on my knees that to pray I asked God why he let these live And my homeboy's son away Man if you got show 'em you love 'em 'Cuz God jus might call 'em 'Cuz one day you're here, the next day you're
I know, you know, well, well, La ra la ra, I know, yeah, Yeah, gone One day you're here, on And then gone I know, you know, I
Yeah, oh, la ra la ra, la ra la ra No, no, no, no, no, no on, come on baby, baby La ra ra ra ra
One day you're here, And then you're day you're gone One day here, baby And then you're gone, Next day gone Come on, leave me, yeah Don't me baby