doing my thang So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing Yeah We back baby and better then we ever was It's trill G gang
[Intro] [Crowd chants "Bun B!" for first 10 seconds] [Verse 1 - Bun B] I do this shit for Pimp C bitch (bitch), so what the fuck is up? (up) Step roll
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me But yo ass gonna learn and
Just like that you know we bout that Just like that you know we bout that I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that [Bun B] Say man I'm cleaner
to the A, D to the I (I), L to the L to the A to the C (C) B to the U to the N to the B, reppin that P to the A to the T (to the T) I'm a dirty South
[Verse 1 - Bun B] Well it's Bun B performin live, one night only (one night only) Come on through and kick it with your trill homie Showtime's midnight
[Bun B - Verse 1] Now when it come to making money Ia??m a printing press When it come to being Trill Ia??m a litmus test I run it like a fitness test
Tomorrow ain't guaranteed, so tonight we gon' do it like this [*singing*] Ohhhh, for the H-Town Tonight I'm gon' make some money goooo For the H-Towwwwwn [Bun B
pussy the sheeeeit! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-libs] [Trey Songz - Outro] Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O, N-G, Z Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O, N-G
[Intro - Bun B - talking] Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day You know what I'm sayin? Talkin 'bout "say Bun B Bun B you
[Intro] R.I.P. Guru GangStarr 4 Life Goddamn, Primo! Long time comin, baby History in the making It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem [DJ Premier cuts
singer, real story teller Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness Y'all show him some love, talk to 'em Bun [Bun B] Thank y'all for comin to see
I represents the G-code till I see the steel Don't make me have to draw down wit' that red appeal Then you gon' undastand that Bun B is foreva trill [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bun B
they comin' to get'cha You betta watch ya back before they muthafuckin' split cha (3x) Second Verse: [B.G.] Ain't that cold? I heard a nigga, downed
I'm sticking icepicks on the tip of your dick give your testicles a swift kick ain't that some shit am I hard-hardcore harder than the planet it ain't
thick stick and my dick Makes me sick when you pick the whick whack rhyme, G You get what you pumpin' is Tic-Tac time, Z B I G moves swifter than a
I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since thirteen, a chubby
I can't leave A real slick bitch, keep a trick up her sleeve And if I deceive, she won't take it lightly She'll invite me, politely to fight G And then