Keep It 100-Bun-B

I'ma keep it 100 (100), All day and all night Nigga anytime you see me, I'ma keep it super tight I'm an Underground King, reppin' Ugk And give a damn what a m**********r say I'ma keep it (100) All night and all day Nigga anytime you see me Mane I'm reppin' PA This is UGK fo' life, Long live Pimp C And I'ma never let a n***a pimp me I'ma keep it (100) (Verse 1) 'Cuz it's all that I've ever known All that I've ever been All that I've ever shown, Get yo' s**t together clone, build a better prototype You looking like a mop, and I'm looking fo' a flo' to wipe, I heard yo' album mane, if that's what you call it Another gangsta fairytalin', and for that s**t we ain't fallin', All you talking 'bout is slangin', bangin', bustin', and ballin' But I aint seen yo' scary ass, at all-star in New Orleans (all-star In New Orleans) I'm tired mane this s**t gettin' older than Moses, Pussy niggas always poutin' with posers But mane all it really shows is, how hard you ain't A n***a bust yo' ass in the mouth, you probably faint Not from the power of the punch, but the shock 'Cuz you a coward, and niggas gone devour yo lunch A bunch of niggas done tried, but ain't too many done it Like me its Bun Beata, a G, and I'ma keep it (100) (Chorus) (Verse 2) 'Cuz that's exactly what the trill do, Ain't nobody tellin' me what I won't or I will do If I don't feel you, you lucky that I don't kill you Leave ya leakin' 'til you moldy, and mildew for real dude, I got the skill to, Don't make me have to show it 'Cuz it will be over before you know it You get one shot, and I suggest you don't blow it And if I do it, I wanna do it, reap it you gon' sow it I'm a revolutionary black-fister, you fuckin' with fire Fuck around and get a blister, I f**k with her father, then f**k around and hit her sister Underground King, mother f****r call me Mister, Mr. One kilogram, Mr. Woodgrain, Mr. Brick, And unless you the misses, get off the Mister dick, 'Cuz this the s**t that have these m***********s runnin' for the hill From the King of the Trill 'Cuz I keep it 100 (100) (Chorus) (Verse 3) 'Cuz nowadays m***********s lie, Some to yo' face, some can't even look you in the eye Some in this place, some just left, and some just comin' by A little later, probably a little hater And they gon' sit and debate us, Tryin' to prove they the greatest, and they still gon' be wronger Than fuck So holla later, I'm leaving I'm not a waiter, But I'll end up serving you, they tryin' to step to the likes of me Why the nerve of you, But I never and I do declare I'm 'bout to f**k the game up, so best you prepare Put on ya' bibs, 'Cuz I'm finnin' be spittin' That hot fire so you better bring mittens 'Cuz you a P***y and yo' patnah is kittens I'll do 'em and when I'm done They be like "No, he didn't" Get yo' toilet paper nigga, 'cuz I'm finnin' be shittin', Diaretic on haters, with no quittin' And I'ma keep it 100 (100) (Chorus)