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The Story - Bun B
Say this is the realist sh*t I ever wrote or said
Wake up with it everyday
And take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart
And hanging over my head
Bout the realest ni**a these
Texas streets ever bred
C L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp C
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first met
We wasn't on the same page
From pettiness understandings
That got cleared up with age
Two young boys
Who was ready to mash
Put P A on the map
And maybe make a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme
Put down a few songs
Everybody co-signed saying
That we could do no wrong
Then hit the streets
With a big a** bang
Them gangsta a** rhymes
With that country a** twang
Dropped"Tell Me Something Good"
Took off and went live
Sh*t next thing you know
We was signing to Jive
Dropped"Too Hard to Swallow""
A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on"Menace"
Sh*t we had it going on
Got love in the streets
And played on the air
But the homey putting us out
Wasn't playing too fair
Had to separate ourself
Bring in a new team
But sometimes the other side
Ain't always what it seems
We dropped"Super Tight"
A album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up
With the *** and the hoes
We didn't realize what was
Happening on the real
And new management was
Cutting back room deals
Hiding different money
And ever sealing the price
He had us doing all the work
But was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on
To what homey was doing
But by the time we did
All the paperwork was in ruins
Ni**a kept all the receipts
So we couldn't file taxes
The next thing you know
IRS hitting us with axes
Pimp you owe seven figures
Bun you owe six
Better get your paper together
Get this sh*t fixed
Remixed the management team
And tried it ourself
Cussed out the GM
Almost got put on the shelf
F**k it dropped"Ridin' Dirty"
Instant classic in the South
Reclaimed the southern title
Shut everybody's mouth
Got some clout in the game
Boys calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and
Pimp is still ducking haters
The old manager calling
And say he fina' sue
And put a padlock on the
Everything we trying to do
Put a call out to the Prince
This ni**a still hating
We got heat for the streets
And we can't keep the people waiting
He made a call to
And folks telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack understand
Young Pimp got the plan
Bun got the drawl
Rap-A-Lot had our back
And we just waiting on Jive
We got the big bosses
On the same page
So me and young Pimp went
Hit 'em from center stage
Next thing you know
We got this call from the N Y
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing"Volume 3" and
Got a track from Timb
And wondered could some
Trill niggaz rock it with him
Sh*t big Bun was all for it
But Pimp wasn't sure
But"Big Pimpin" hit 'em 187-Pure
Number one song on every
Station you turn on
MTV and BET we getting our burn on
Grammy nominated
Can't believe that we made it
And we got a call from
Jive that left us all faded
And it stated that due
To the success of the track
We here at Jive records
Would like to piggy back
Get another beat from Timb
Then get a verse from Jay
Let Hype shoot the video
And we'll be on the way
Sh*t it sounded okay
But me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2
Would you still put us on blast
A song like that would might
Take a ni**a to the top
But my true fan base
Might think a ni**a flop
They got mad and put niggaz on hold
For damn near a year
Till the buzz got cold
So we said f**k 'em
And went back to the basics
Trying to find ways to get
The f**k up out the matrix
We put"Dirty Money"
Together and it was aces
But that's around the time
That Pimp caught two cases
He got probation
Said f**k you hoes
We finish the album
Got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated
One month before we dropped
And sh*t just got put
On hold or f**king stopped
Now 30 days done
We back to the nitty gritty
Album got released
Big showdown in Chocolate City
Niggaz with masks on
Vests and all black
It's Christmas 2001
B**ch we was all that
Strongest on the block
Nobody could budge
And then he violated
Now we right back before the judge
They calling him a nuisance
Put my dog behind a fence
It was January 28th
He ain't been home since
Threw a ni**a through a loop
And caught me in the crosses
Standing cold CEO
Now I'm the f**king boss
Had the devil on my back
Got to drinking and drugging
Had to make a choice
Get back to rapping or thugging
So I walked into my bedroom
Got down on my knees
Put my hands together
And I prayed Lord please
Let me get past this bridge
Over water that's trouble
And get back up on my grind on the double
He said son don't worry
Cause it's not really hard as it seem
And I can turn your nightmares
Back into dreams
You just got to stay true to yourself
And succeed
Then push away from the devil
And get closer to me
And every since that night man
I promise I been on it
Giving that killer flow
To anybody who want it
Pimp the pen like never before
I'm breaking 'em G
Not to mention I got the world
Screaming free Pimp C
So soon as you make parole
And they open the doors
You ain't gotta worry about nothing
The world is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my ni**a
And no mo' stripe
I kept it real because
To me it's UGK for life
