[Intro: Bun B]
Yeah, that's right
Your boy, Bun B, up in here, UGK representin' up a dead trill
Twisted Black up in here, it's goin' down like it's 'posed to, you knahmtalkin' 'bout?
Yeah
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Well, it's been a long time since the bread been broken
Goin' hard in the paint, we shakin' feds and loccin'
Bun and Black got streets ties, it's left unspoken (Shh)
We hurtin' these haters from H-Town, the ho broken
And smokin' ambrosia doja in the Maybach
Rollin' down the block, ready rock, with the tray cocked
Locked, and loaded (Uh), hot, heated, and heavy
Caught him slippin' (Uh), he got what hе needed, in the Chevy (AC)
Put in mo' icе like a case of bud
They gon' find him back to concrete or face to mud
Let him feel it in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I shot him last week, man, the nigga is still holl'in (Still holl'in)
Now close your mouth, fool, and open your ears
Twisted Black peeped your game, I was scopin' your biz
We got your goods, left you broke blunted (Damn), close to tears
As keys skirted when the coast was clear, now looka here
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
[Verse 2: Twisted Black]
Okay, I'm Twisted, 145, the kid, ha
Sell a nigga game to the highest bid
Nothin' changed, just my reflexes slow just a tidbit
I still can spit game with raw flame and never fidget
(Twistzilla) The fire breather, Goliath beater
Give a nigga the chills, when I spit's like a fever
(I'm a slave to the streets) 'Cause I want mo' cash than Kobe (Huh)
But I ain't in denial so it's cool to call me Toby (Huh)
If you know me, then you know I'm 'bout tryna stack a buck or two (Yeah)
Comin' through, mic in my hand, talkin' like truckers do
Breaker, breaker, 145, I'm on the paper chase (Huh)
Scarface, don't give a damn, actin' like Macy Grace
Little nigga, but don't ball and don't fear no
Big niggas give lil' niggas somethin' to cheer fo'
Twisted Black and Bun and you could call me Scar (Huh) (For sho')
If you ain't 'bout no cash flow, stay where you are
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
[Verse 3: Twisted Black]
I hit the club with two six-footers (Huh), I'm a fiend for height, y'all
Black leather outfit, dyke broads (Okay)
Piece on, head shaved, hidin' my bald spot
I'm proud, I plows through the crowd like Alstott (Uh)
Niggas lookin at me like, "Black done came up"
I'm lookin' back at 'em like, "Black the same, bruh"
Nothin' changed, just my pockets got a little fluff to 'em
Through the commissary, arms got a little buff to 'em
Same nigga, same twin Glocks, holdin' my pants
Niggas C-walkin' past me (What?), but ho, I don't dance (Uh-uh)
Catch a corner with these broads then I order a Hen'
I double-dutch 'em so I won't have to order again (Uh-huh)
Then the DJ yelled out, "Scarred 4 Life is at the bar (For sho')
The CEO is the little nigga with the scar"
These niggas got the nerve to pick a bone with the kid
I don't fight, nigga, pick a hand or squabble the twins
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Yeah, that's right
Your boy, Bun B, up in here, UGK representin' up a dead trill
Twisted Black up in here, it's goin' down like it's 'posed to, you knahmtalkin' 'bout?
Yeah
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Well, it's been a long time since the bread been broken
Goin' hard in the paint, we shakin' feds and loccin'
Bun and Black got streets ties, it's left unspoken (Shh)
We hurtin' these haters from H-Town, the ho broken
And smokin' ambrosia doja in the Maybach
Rollin' down the block, ready rock, with the tray cocked
Locked, and loaded (Uh), hot, heated, and heavy
Caught him slippin' (Uh), he got what hе needed, in the Chevy (AC)
Put in mo' icе like a case of bud
They gon' find him back to concrete or face to mud
Let him feel it in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I shot him last week, man, the nigga is still holl'in (Still holl'in)
Now close your mouth, fool, and open your ears
Twisted Black peeped your game, I was scopin' your biz
We got your goods, left you broke blunted (Damn), close to tears
As keys skirted when the coast was clear, now looka here
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
[Verse 2: Twisted Black]
Okay, I'm Twisted, 145, the kid, ha
Sell a nigga game to the highest bid
Nothin' changed, just my reflexes slow just a tidbit
I still can spit game with raw flame and never fidget
(Twistzilla) The fire breather, Goliath beater
Give a nigga the chills, when I spit's like a fever
(I'm a slave to the streets) 'Cause I want mo' cash than Kobe (Huh)
But I ain't in denial so it's cool to call me Toby (Huh)
If you know me, then you know I'm 'bout tryna stack a buck or two (Yeah)
Comin' through, mic in my hand, talkin' like truckers do
Breaker, breaker, 145, I'm on the paper chase (Huh)
Scarface, don't give a damn, actin' like Macy Grace
Little nigga, but don't ball and don't fear no
Big niggas give lil' niggas somethin' to cheer fo'
Twisted Black and Bun and you could call me Scar (Huh) (For sho')
If you ain't 'bout no cash flow, stay where you are
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
[Verse 3: Twisted Black]
I hit the club with two six-footers (Huh), I'm a fiend for height, y'all
Black leather outfit, dyke broads (Okay)
Piece on, head shaved, hidin' my bald spot
I'm proud, I plows through the crowd like Alstott (Uh)
Niggas lookin at me like, "Black done came up"
I'm lookin' back at 'em like, "Black the same, bruh"
Nothin' changed, just my pockets got a little fluff to 'em
Through the commissary, arms got a little buff to 'em
Same nigga, same twin Glocks, holdin' my pants
Niggas C-walkin' past me (What?), but ho, I don't dance (Uh-uh)
Catch a corner with these broads then I order a Hen'
I double-dutch 'em so I won't have to order again (Uh-huh)
Then the DJ yelled out, "Scarred 4 Life is at the bar (For sho')
The CEO is the little nigga with the scar"
These niggas got the nerve to pick a bone with the kid
I don't fight, nigga, pick a hand or squabble the twins
[Chorus: Bun B & Twisted Black]
Now e'rythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I could really give a fuck how you feel (Damn fool)
We still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
We ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
Now everythang over here is for real (Damn fool)
And I really don't care how you feel (Damn fool)
I'm still tryna get a house on the hill (Damn fool)
I'm ridin' black-on-black, packin' the steel (Damn fool)
( Twisted Black )
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