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Short Texas

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  • Ay yo, welcome to the world of
    S-H-O-R-T
    Texas where them trill ass *******s be livin naughty
    Rollin' up ho's like turtles in half a shell
    Open up my trunk and let's see what
    I have to sell
    I got the *******, if you ho's got the paper
    And if you a faker then you'll meet your ******* maker
    Cause I ain't takin no *******t on my guts
    The UGK posse got the big big ****
    Yo, so who's a bold *******?
    Try to make a sale,
    You betta bail before they find you in a ditch
    This ******* ain't yo ******* and these cuts and yo cuts
    Yo, but this is my 12
    Gauge in your mutha******* guts
    Don't make me pump this ******* and unload
    Beat your feet mutha*******a, hit the mutha******* road
    And don't even try to come back ******* yo
    Cause me Dre and
    C got fingers on a fat trigger
    We making too much money moving weight
    And before you hit my cuts, you better get your *******t straight
    Cause it ain't safe to just try and show your ass up
    Street sweeper booming cold blow your ass up
    And ain't nobody scared to blast
    We pull them triggers fast
    And then we bailing on your ******* ass
    But if your *******t is legit, then you can join my crew
    U.S.T. graduating class of '92 in
    Short Texas [Chorus] [Blue Light:]
    *******s on the track dropping *******t about
    T-X As long as there's fiends that's them tax free ******* checks
    Young mutha*******as at the age of 16
    Cooking up some yayo for the local drug king
    The market's not open so they call it closed circuit
    Short Short
    Texas watch them hard thugs work it 5-0's on the scene make the all time drug bust
    Out next week slangin some more white dust
    Real, oh so trill, the life's no glamour
    At the end of my time is spent in the slammer
    ******* up *******t with the 9 inch chrome
    So all you scary got-it-good young-ass ******* stay home
    And if you get picked up by the laws
    Don't cry cause it's for a lost cause
    Clientele, ounce of yayo, in jail make bail
    From longs to short, it's constant ******* sales
    Stupid mutha*******as smoking dummies and noids in jail
    On U.S.T.,
    Crack University
    Home of the
    Fightin Fiends, the streets reimburse me
    Cops finding my stash, yo what could the worst be
    Through so going undercover then turnin dirty
    *******, I'm dead and swole in a ditch
    Just the other day, a fiend in your
    Lexus Calling my name
    Blue Light,
    I'm Short
    Texas [Chorus] [Pimp C:]
    I don't give a ******* who you be!
    You ain't bout to sell no ******* ******* in
    P.A.T. You could be
    Tony Montana in this *******
    Have a boat load of *******, but you still ain't selling *******t
    Cause we don't know your face so
    I don't really figure
    We gon let you come up and sell ******* in
    Texas *******
    See you don't understand, it's our mutha******* cuts
    So step in, like
    I said before, we'll take them mutha******* ****
    Ask the last ******* brought his ******* ass down
    Trying to sell that ******* ******* he bought in
    H-Town Couldn't sell in
    Houston, so
    I guess he figured
    I'mma go to
    Port Arthur and run them ******* *******s
    Brought his ******* gun, guess he should've bust
    So they took his *******t and put his ******* in the dust
    Stupid ass ******* had the nerve to come back
    Rolling on the cuts in his white
    Cadillac Got to the block and the guns just exploded
    Shot his car up with the 9, and the clip that he unloaded
    Sent the ******* home to his momma like a ho
    They jacked all his money and they stole all his *******
    Can't be trill in the villa of the trillest
    Cause where
    I'm from ******* house some mutha******* killers
    So have your *******t attached, before you come check us
    Pimp C, *******,
    P.A. home,
    Short Texas [Chorus]
  • Ay yo, welcome to the world of
    S-H-O-R-T
    Texas where them trill ass *******s be livin naughty
    Rollin' up ho's like turtles in half a shell
    Open up my trunk and let's see what
    I have to sell
    I got the *******, if you ho's got the paper
    And if you a faker then you'll meet your ******* maker
    Cause I ain't takin no *******t on my guts
    The UGK posse got the big big ****
    Yo, so who's a bold *******?
    Try to make a sale,
    You betta bail before they find you in a ditch
    This ******* ain't yo ******* and these cuts and yo cuts
    Yo, but this is my 12
    Gauge in your mutha******* guts
    Don't make me pump this ******* and unload
    Beat your feet mutha*******a, hit the mutha******* road
    And don't even try to come back ******* yo
    Cause me Dre and
    C got fingers on a fat trigger
    We making too much money moving weight
    And before you hit my cuts, you better get your *******t straight
    Cause it ain't safe to just try and show your ass up
    Street sweeper booming cold blow your ass up
    And ain't nobody scared to blast
    We pull them triggers fast
    And then we bailing on your ******* ass
    But if your *******t is legit, then you can join my crew
    U.S.T. graduating class of '92 in
    Short Texas [Chorus] [Blue Light:]
    *******s on the track dropping *******t about
    T-X As long as there's fiends that's them tax free ******* checks
    Young mutha*******as at the age of 16
    Cooking up some yayo for the local drug king
    The market's not open so they call it closed circuit
    Short Short
    Texas watch them hard thugs work it 5-0's on the scene make the all time drug bust
    Out next week slangin some more white dust
    Real, oh so trill, the life's no glamour
    At the end of my time is spent in the slammer
    ******* up *******t with the 9 inch chrome
    So all you scary got-it-good young-ass ******* stay home
    And if you get picked up by the laws
    Don't cry cause it's for a lost cause
    Clientele, ounce of yayo, in jail make bail
    From longs to short, it's constant ******* sales
    Stupid mutha*******as smoking dummies and noids in jail
    On U.S.T.,
    Crack University
    Home of the
    Fightin Fiends, the streets reimburse me
    Cops finding my stash, yo what could the worst be
    Through so going undercover then turnin dirty
    *******, I'm dead and swole in a ditch
    Just the other day, a fiend in your
    Lexus Calling my name
    Blue Light,
    I'm Short
    Texas [Chorus] [Pimp C:]
    I don't give a ******* who you be!
    You ain't bout to sell no ******* ******* in
    P.A.T. You could be
    Tony Montana in this *******
    Have a boat load of *******, but you still ain't selling *******t
    Cause we don't know your face so
    I don't really figure
    We gon let you come up and sell ******* in
    Texas *******
    See you don't understand, it's our mutha******* cuts
    So step in, like
    I said before, we'll take them mutha******* ****
    Ask the last ******* brought his ******* ass down
    Trying to sell that ******* ******* he bought in
    H-Town Couldn't sell in
    Houston, so
    I guess he figured
    I'mma go to
    Port Arthur and run them ******* *******s
    Brought his ******* gun, guess he should've bust
    So they took his *******t and put his ******* in the dust
    Stupid ass ******* had the nerve to come back
    Rolling on the cuts in his white
    Cadillac Got to the block and the guns just exploded
    Shot his car up with the 9, and the clip that he unloaded
    Sent the ******* home to his momma like a ho
    They jacked all his money and they stole all his *******
    Can't be trill in the villa of the trillest
    Cause where
    I'm from ******* house some mutha******* killers
    So have your *******t attached, before you come check us
    Pimp C, *******,
    P.A. home,
    Short Texas [Chorus]