Uptown Bounce Labba (Ft. Bun B)

[Verse 1: Labba]
I represent the hustlers and the jockers
Trill ass niggas and them trappers
All you so called ballers is actors
All y'all do is sip the same thing and run down the same game
[?] bitch, she's a lame [?]
She wanna get all in your pocket
[?] down with your profit
Leave the club, she gon' rob ya
T's a privalige to sip on this [?]
Moonshine [?]
Club getting crunk again
If you ain't a G, tuck your jewelry
The hood up in this bitch, boy, you ain't got no [?]
Bullets [?] spins
You don't need a doorag, or a skull cap
[?] cold, after that, [?]
Fake ass niggas doing the same old thing
I don't respect y'all, I respect UnderGround Kings

[Chorus: Bun B & Labba]
Yo, Labba, how you riding up top?
[?] statis, black tims, black scull caps
Mack 11, stay strapped
Diamonds on the wheel
Drop top in the lack [?] 4's with the [?] on the back
Yo, Labba, how you riding up top?
[?] statis, black tims, black scull caps
Mack 11, stay strapped
Diamonds on the wheel
Drop top in the lack [?] 4's with the [?] on the back