[Intro: Pimp C]
Mic check 1 2 1 2 bitch
Back from the dead
Still UGK for life

[Chorus: Pimp C]
You don't want my young BG's to bust this clip in your car
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
All that tough killer shit, down here, we avoid
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
You think a nigga won't blast 'cause we rich and we're stars
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I come with plain grippers,Jack Tripper is my name, hoe
Three's company with these bitches knockin' jackers out their frames, hoe
Back sittin' low
Restin' on this butter
Rims ripping up my tires 'cause I'm choppin' on them cutters
Have a new blaster, it's [?] and precise
If you playin' with consignment, then you're playin' with your life
I started dope gangs, cocaine like that nigga's face
Ain't scared of no gripper, ain't scared to catch a case
I ain't trippin' on you young niggas, ridin' 'round with screwdrivers
I'mma blow out your brain before you get this here Impala
Yeah, you might get lucky, bust your thing and hit me
But if you get me, pussy nigga, I'm taking all y'all with me
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