Texty:
Bun B Ii Trill 2 Trill

[Bun B:] Baby girl lookin good, feel real thick Real pretty, real fly, she a real chick Lookin for a real player to adore ya But look no further, I'm

get back and hoes'll flip with nuts who hang It ain't a thang, make number 1's and ever will I put that on my life, Bun B fo'ever trill, fo' real Yeah

but the shock ?Cause you a coward and niggas gon? devour, you?re lunch A bunch of niggas done tried but ain?t too many done it like me It?s Bun B, the

I hear we livin in the last days it?s revelation and you best get right with God or else hell is waitin the world is conin to an end /everyday it?s a

that game, Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame, Bonafide hustler making my name. All i wanna do is (bang bang bang bang!) And (kkkaaaa ching!) And take your money [x2

a gangsta, always gon' do what I got to do Unless it's giving game to police and selling out his crew That's something gangstas don't do, a gangsta keep it trill

Paint Ain't Lookin Bright (I Swang On Em Swang On Em) We Ride We Ride 22s Or Betta We We Ride We Ride 22s Or Betta I Swang On Em Swang On Em [x2] [Bun B

time screwed] [Bun B:] City of the swang, swang Pop your trunk and bang, bang [Slim Thug:] City of the swang, swang Pop your trunk and bang [Bun B:]

t doin it for no money (what you doin it for nigga?) Haha, we doin this for loyalty nigga Tell them niggaz Bun [Verse 1 - Bun B] They thought it was