Don`t Say Shit

[Verse One: Pimp C]<br>Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh<br>Everybody want to know why the airplane was late<br>I was waiting for whitey to get fucking paper straight<br>I`m an underground king nigga, lets my nuts hang<br>Nigga saying I`m only in (????) Ain`t no thang nigga<br>Everybody rappin like they ballin` and they rich<br>I see em` in the streets, I ain`t believing that shit<br>They diamonds ain`t shining, and they Rolex ain`t real<br>While I`m gripping on this grain, sippin` lean and poppin` pills<br>Fuck how them bitches feel, I`m working wood wheel<br>In a 2000 Seville your stepdaddy can get killed<br>If he keeps talking shit, ain`t no thang to get hit<br>On your video you trill, on your record you trying to diss<br>But everywhere we go, we represent the south<br>For Them niggas and Them girls with them golds in they mouth<br>Them boys with them P`s and O`s in they house<br>It`s all about the trill bitch you ain`t what this about...about...about<br><br>[Chorus: Bun B]<br>When you see me on the street, nigga don`t say shit<br>Blowin` big on the sweep, nigga don`t say shit<br>Everybody want the ice and everybody want to ball<br>But everybody ain`t trill so we ain`t fucking with y`all<br>When I see you at the show, nigga don`t say shit<br>Acting bad with ya ho, nigga don`t say shit<br>Everybody want the ice and everybody want to ball<br>But everybody ain`t trill so we ain`t fucking with y`all<br><br>[Verse Two: Bun B]<br>Say, nigga ain`t got shit to hide<br>I ain`t got nothing to prove<br>We ain`t got nothing to gain but I got everything to lose<br>So I`m forever bring the blues to the issue<br>Pick and choose if I miss ya, stick and move when I diss ya<br>Disapprove we can get ya and your bullshit, I be the same<br>The game will never be the same, It was made for me yo gain<br>You see the thangs for me to name I go by, so fly, oh my, flow sly<br>Wait awhile you know why (Why?) too many niggas pop collars and drop dollars<br>Baby ballin` bullshitter frontin` like rottweiliers<br>No bark, no bite, but showing thangs<br>Talking loud like they knowing thangs<br>I`m from Texas nigga, all we do is blow them thangs<br>Fuck your clique, your corner, your city, your last name<br>Stuck in the fast lane,(????) your ass mane<br>Bask at the light, blast at the day, blast at the night<br>Got your ass in a fight<br>It ain`t no passing tonight<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Three: Big Gipp of Goodie Mob]<br>People waiting, some be hating, I`ll be shaking, they`ll be faking<br>Waiting for me to fall, but yet they comin` off the wall<br>Till I`m ready keep that gun steady and ready<br>For anybody crossing the line with that fuck shit<br>I got a (????), got a hoe, got a trunk with the funk<br>Got the radio on pump when I come through a slump<br>Remember me? The one that had your back up in the club?<br>Remember me? The one that bring you on and show you love?<br>Remember me? The one that rolled by deep in a cadillina<br>With a rusty ass niner looking for trouble<br>So what? I know the same streets you know<br>Yeah so what? I go the same places you go<br>I got the mark in my skin so you know my set<br>I`m the heart, you the place, I`m always first, you always late<br>I`m the king in these streets till the muthafucking end<br>So you fuck with me, you gotta fuck with my friend<br><br>[Chorus]