One Day UGK (Ft. Mr. 3-2 & Ronnie Spencer)

[Intro: Ronnie Spencer]
Well, well, well, well
Hello, baby
For one day, you here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know, la-da-da-da-da
Yeah, well, well
I know, I know, I know, yeah

[Verse 1: 3-2]
Mama put me out at only fourteen
So I start sellin' crack cocaine and codeine
Time to stack some paper, I gotta do it quick
Thinkin' I'm a juvenile, but they don't know who they messin' with, yeah
My mama's only son
But I live every day like it's my motherfuckin' last one
Every nigga and they mama askin' why
But I'm in the game, live by the game, and in the game, I'ma die
And if I die, or should I say, if I go
Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go
'Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
The only thing promised to a player is the penitentiary
So I'ma take care of my business on the smooth tip
Watch my back, sellin' crack and pack two clips
And when you think about that, you say, "It'll be on"
It's a trip you're here today, but the next day, you're gone