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Bun B - Underground Thang Lyrics



Bun B - Underground Thang Lyrics





(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Bun B) Its Bun be the king of the Trill and I'm bringin the steel bringin the maximum bitches that gangsta shit I'm bringin it back. I went from singin and practice slinkin the tracks are slayin my skills since 92 and slyain it still. so bring who you feel bring who you feeling bring em around and ima lay them down its just another sound boy killin. you boy wanna test better make sure are you boy got on his vest walk with a bunch of bananas on his chest. these monkey niggas on that monkey shit. best keep a revolva I boss like a gorilla and kill em with a revolva. so go on pimpin yous a chipin and ima do that you ain't ready for the blowback dj you already do that so bring who you wanna bring on ima go king kong I'll squeeze him till he come up off his cream like a ding dong. steady no choppa the towers the trans go beatin my chest so its best you and your mans know ima underground thang.
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Pimp C) Ima underground king for life... tatto that's you on a island nigga you a pig you buy the q. sounds and short bro bump right like a tylo. fake price buy ice use it for the tone of snow. ball faced lier try to call me a snitch I ditch the full population with a ball faced bitch if it wasn't for that Bun niggas might not know my name no more but every time they gave me that mike he told them hos to let me go. dj trippa sucken on nipple pimpin on grands glen with cock pull that zippa she ain't trill she get him in the face when its him or i. nigga you know what I'm about you who sight it I'm gonna ride I burn the side use my highs I tell the truth even when I lie. Atlanta is the country and Georgia boys are cool its all you out of time faggot niggas f*ckin up all the rules. that ain't blowed ass recon that ain't dro diss popcorn you f*ckin right they comin back like you sellin the nickel they stepped on bitch
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Chamillionaire) no reprise for the cars I'm stayin up in the foreign. wanna wake up my neighbors and the other clicks in the mornin if bein Bun wasn't torn I swear the game would be roarin if bein fake was a felony all you rappers be starrin. in americas most wanted I missed that Pimpin and Pac so it seems that me and Bun be is the realest people you got my paper chase gettin faster I'm even beaten the clock. when it comes to gs the tick tock is gonna get beat to the dock. gave birth to the hustle so let my fetus be shown when I pull out them baby benjamins and I skeet on your dome. I'm secreetin the dough so don't leave your women alone ill turn my dick to a dollar and give your women a loan my presence on the Texas streets is somethin easy
To spot I'll assassinate concrete for the gs I'm bleedin allot. boys'll see me on swingers and think its easy to plot but I bet them boys behind me won't be beamin up scott.
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
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(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Bun B) Its Bun be the king of the Trill and I'm bringin the steel bringin the maximum bitches that gangsta shit I'm bringin it back. I went from singin and practice slinkin the tracks are slayin my skills since 92 and slyain it still. so bring who you feel bring who you feeling bring em around and ima lay them down its just another sound boy killin. you boy wanna test better make sure are you boy got on his vest walk with a bunch of bananas on his chest. these monkey niggas on that monkey shit. best keep a revolva I boss like a gorilla and kill em with a revolva. so go on pimpin yous a chipin and ima do that you ain't ready for the blowback dj you already do that so bring who you wanna bring on ima go king kong I'll squeeze him till he come up off his cream like a ding dong. steady no choppa the towers the trans go beatin my chest so its best you and your mans know ima underground thang.
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Pimp C) Ima underground king for life... tatto that's you on a island nigga you a pig you buy the q. sounds and short bro bump right like a tylo. fake price buy ice use it for the tone of snow. ball faced lier try to call me a snitch I ditch the full population with a ball faced bitch if it wasn't for that Bun niggas might not know my name no more but every time they gave me that mike he told them hos to let me go. dj trippa sucken on nipple pimpin on grands glen with cock pull that zippa she ain't trill she get him in the face when its him or i. nigga you know what I'm about you who sight it I'm gonna ride I burn the side use my highs I tell the truth even when I lie. Atlanta is the country and Georgia boys are cool its all you out of time faggot niggas f*ckin up all the rules. that ain't blowed ass recon that ain't dro diss popcorn you f*ckin right they comin back like you sellin the nickel they stepped on bitch
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
(Chamillionaire) no reprise for the cars I'm stayin up in the foreign. wanna wake up my neighbors and the other clicks in the mornin if bein Bun wasn't torn I swear the game would be roarin if bein fake was a felony all you rappers be starrin. in americas most wanted I missed that Pimpin and Pac so it seems that me and Bun be is the realest people you got my paper chase gettin faster I'm even beaten the clock. when it comes to gs the tick tock is gonna get beat to the dock. gave birth to the hustle so let my fetus be shown when I pull out them baby benjamins and I skeet on your dome. I'm secreetin the dough so don't leave your women alone ill turn my dick to a dollar and give your women a loan my presence on the Texas streets is somethin easy
To spot I'll assassinate concrete for the gs I'm bleedin allot. boys'll see me on swingers and think its easy to plot but I bet them boys behind me won't be beamin up scott.
(Chamillionaire) Can't like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause I'm an underground thang. X2
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Writer: CHAD L. BUTLER, HAKEEM T. SERIKI, DAVID ROBERT HINDS, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, CORY ALLEN MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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