Trill recognize trill (Bun B)

(feat. Ludacris) 

[Intro: Ludacris] 
I still {*7X*} 
Tote steel 
I still tote steel {*2X*} 
I still, ha 

[Chorus: Ludacris] + (Bun B) 
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel 
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill 
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip 
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit) 
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel 
We some southern OG's, Trill Recognize Trill 
(All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip 
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit) 

[Bun B] 
Bun B is the name, UGK is the click 
P-A-T is the city so if you hate, suck a dick 
I'm from the land of the trill, from the home of the hard 
Where niggaz don't wait to see ya, they bring it to your yard 
We ain't never been fraud, we ain't never been lame 
So if you wanna get it crackin, every nigga is game 
So we can catch a corner, we can catch a square 
Any place, any time, I'll be waiting right there 
See I give you a bad one and shoot you in the spine 
But as soon as you hit your back, my dogs'll eat you alive 
All we know is survive, we ain't taking no ails 
So before you play with us, you best play with yourself 
Cause I'm tired of the tough talk, tired of the mean mug 
I'm bout ready to give these buck niggaz a clean slug 
Cock back the hammer on the god damn steel 
Put a hollow in the middle of his god damn breel, fuck it 

[Chorus] 

[Ludacris] 
Talking about the carots in my watch, diamonds in my chain 
Who's baddest on the block, What my status in the game 
The records that I've sold, Bobby V going gold 
And all them number one chart positions that I hold 
The money and the wealth, well I'll keep it to myself 
But I'm always willing to share the firepower on the shelf 
I'm shiny star spanglin, ding-a-ling danglin 
Luda the sheet swisha, broke the record of Wilt Chamberlin 
I'm College Park rangering, Houston, Tex mangering 
So get down or lay down and see these middle finger rings 
I'm banging in the east, west, south, all over the map, boy 
I do it for myself, my daughter, and all these trap boyz 
Lac boyz, candy and paint, paper we stack boy 
Semi-automatic so make the click get back boy 
Click, since I was born, I been the shit 
And money speaks for itself so I ain't never said sheit 

[Chorus] 

[Bun B] 
Niggaz best to start running, hiding, dodging, and ducking 
Cause them trill niggaz comin, riding, cocking, and bucking 
Bitch you fucking with a monster, a beast like no other 
The hardest nigga living since my motherfucking brother 
So duck and cover, duck and roll, hit the deck 
We coming for money and your motherfucking respect 
We ain't taking no checks, money orders or visa's 
Your life is on the line so don't motherfucking tease us 
You gonna need Jesus to hold you and help ya 
Cause you fucking with me, bitch you gonna see helter skelter 
That heat gon melt ya, this steel gon gut ya 
You lame ass nigga, know ya nolia then fuck ya 
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn when Pimp went to the pen 
So not everyones associates and nobody's friends 
Just make sure to get my ends and nobody gets hurt 
Before I put somebody's children under motherfucking dirt, fuck it 

[Chorus]

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