Ugk Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Playaz From The South Lyrics

featuring 3-2 and Ron Isley 

3-2 

Mama put me out at only fourteen 

So I start sellin crack cocaine and codeine 

Time to stack some paper think I'm a do it quick 

Thinkin I'm a juvenile but they dont know who they messin wit, yeah 

My mama's only son 

But I live everyday like its my muthafuckin last one 

Every nigga and they mama askin why 

But I'm in the game live by the game and in the game I'm a die 

But if I die or should I say if I go 

Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the come and go 

Cause tomorrow aint promised to me 

The only thing promised to a playa is the penetentiary 

So I'm a take care of my business on the smooth tip 

Watch my back sellin crack and pack two clips 

When ya think about that you say "it'll be on" 

Its a trip youre here today but the next day youre gone 

One day youre here, baby 

But then youre gone (repeat) 

Bun B 

This world we livin in man it aint nuthin but drama 

Everyone wanna harm ya in New york niggas gettin shot fo bombers 

Now they got yo life in the former they in like California 

Niggas who roll that hydroponic-marijuana 

Gangbangin got the ghetto hotter than a sauna 

Back in Orange my nigga Pop died on the corner 

Behind a funky-ass dice game 

I saw once before he died wished it was twice mayn 

I remember bein eight deep off in Chucky crib 

Lettin us act bad not givin a fuck what we did 

When we lost him I knew the world was comin to the end 

And I had to quit lettin that devil push me to a sin 

My brother been in the pen fo damn near ten 

But now it looks like when he come out man I'm goin in 

So shit I walk around wit my mind blown in my own fuckin zone 

Cause one day you here but the next day you gone 

One day you here baby 

But then youre gone (repeat) 

Pimp C 

I'm up early cuz aint enough light in the daytime 

Smoke two sweets get in these streets out the pop up line 

Peanut holder my boulders smolder on the PA pipes 

Ak loader as I get swallowed under city lights 

Niggas be lookin shife so I look shife back 

Cant show no weakness in these streets you'll get yo life jacked 

Mayn its a trip where i stay especially for me 

This bitches tryin to lock me up for the whole century 

They gave my boy down in Florida Dante 19 

I wish that we could smoke again and take a tight lean 

My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I aint no liar 

My man RoRo jus lost his baby in a house fire 

And then when I got on my knees that night to pray 

I asked God why he let these killas live and take my homeboy's son away 

Man if you got kids show em you love em cuz God jus might call em home 

Cuz one day you here but baby the next day you gone