
Used to Be UGK (Ft. 8Ball & MJG, B-Legit & E-40)
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[Chorus: Pimp C]
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin down grippin' wood, keepin these motherfuckin' bitches callin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin' down grippin' wood, keepin these motherfuckin' bitches callin' nigga
[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I used to be the small nigga, now I'm candy crawlin' nigga
Bag ain't right catch you on the next pack nigga
Yo' shit ain't locked when ya hit it with the soda
Everybody else with the same stamp got A-1 yola
Bitch, who taught you how to cook fool?
The next time we both gon' drop seven in a pot fool
I bet I come back with 29
Bitch no blow up, make the dope fiends throw up
[Verse 2: Bun B]
It's all about the ducks, mane, the stash spot tucked, mane
A hundred packs stacked inside my Cadillac truck, mane
It came from cross the border, I bring 'em cross the state line
And if they catch me wit 'em I ain't finna do no state time
But see I'm trill, if they get me I'ma take mine
And you ain't finna hear about me talkin through the grapevine
Pimp did four in gen pop and didn't go P.C
It's UGK 4 Life bitch, that's on G.P
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin down grippin' wood, keepin these motherfuckin' bitches callin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga, now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin' down grippin' wood, keepin these motherfuckin' bitches callin' nigga
[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I used to be the small nigga, now I'm candy crawlin' nigga
Bag ain't right catch you on the next pack nigga
Yo' shit ain't locked when ya hit it with the soda
Everybody else with the same stamp got A-1 yola
Bitch, who taught you how to cook fool?
The next time we both gon' drop seven in a pot fool
I bet I come back with 29
Bitch no blow up, make the dope fiends throw up
[Verse 2: Bun B]
It's all about the ducks, mane, the stash spot tucked, mane
A hundred packs stacked inside my Cadillac truck, mane
It came from cross the border, I bring 'em cross the state line
And if they catch me wit 'em I ain't finna do no state time
But see I'm trill, if they get me I'ma take mine
And you ain't finna hear about me talkin through the grapevine
Pimp did four in gen pop and didn't go P.C
It's UGK 4 Life bitch, that's on G.P
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