Short Texas
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Ay yo, welcome to the world of S-H-O-R-T
Texas where them trill ass niggas be livin' naughty
Rollin' up hoes like turtles in half a shell
Open up my trunk and let's see what I have for sale
I got the dope if you hoes got the paper
And if you a faker, then you'll meet your fuckin' maker
'Cause I ain't takin' no shit on my guts
The UGK posse got the big-big nuts
UGK posse got the big-big nuts
UGK posse got the big-big nuts
Ay yo, welcome to the world of S-H-O-R-T
Texas where them trill ass niggas be livin' naughty
Rollin' up hoes like turtles in half a shell
Open up my trunk and let's see what I have for sale
I got the dope if you hoes got the paper
And if you a faker, then you'll meet your fuckin' maker
'Cause I ain't takin' no shit on my guts
UGK posse got big-big nuts
Yo, so who's a bum bitch?
I done make a sell, you better bail before they find your niche
Don't raise your dope 'cause they'll cut your
This is my twelve gauge, motherfucker, guts
Don't make me pump this bitch in her nose
Beat motherfucker, hit the motherfuckin' road
And don't even try to come back, nigga, yo
'Cause me, Dre and C got fingers on a fat trigger
We makin' too much money movin' weight
And before you hit my guts, you better get this straight
Dre, it ain't safe to just try and show your ass up
Street sweeper boomin', cold blow your ass up
And ain't nobody's blast, pull them triggers fast
And then we bailin' on your bitch ass
And ain't nobody's scared to blast, we pull them triggers fast
And then we bailin' on your bitch ass
But if your shit is legit, then you can join my crew
UST graduating class of '92 in Short Texas
And then we bailin' on your bitch ass
Bailin', but if your shit is legit...
Lil' Short on the track droppin' shit up out TX
As long as there's fiends that's the tax-free dope check
Young motherfuckers at the age of sixteen
Cookin' up some yay up for the local drug king
The market's not open so they call it closed circuit
Short-Short Texas, watch them hoppers work it
Five-oh'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, it's spent in the slammer
Fuckin' up shit with the nine-inch chrome
So all you scared, we got it good, young-ass bitches stay home
And if you get hemmed up by the laws
Don't cry 'cause you're for a lost cause
Clientele on some yay, in jail made bays
From longs to shorts, it's constant dope sales
Stupid motherfuckers smokin' dummies in North jail
On UST, crack university
Home of the fightin' fiends, the streets reimburse me
Cops findin' my stash, yo, what could the worst be?
They was so gone with nothin' to cover, then turned to dirt deep
Bitch, found dead and swole in a ditch
Just the other day, a fiend in your Lexus
Callin' my name, blue light on Short Texas
KJ
Sup Courtney, you all right?
Top Dawg
I don't give a fuck who you be
You ain't 'bout to sell no dope in P.A
You can call me Montana, bitch
Loco, Philly shit
We don't know your face, so I don't really figure
We gon' let you come up and sell dope from Texas, nigga
See, you don't understand, it's our motherfuckin' cuts
So steppin' like I said before, it takes the motherfuckin' nuts
After a nigga brought his fuckin' ass down
Tryna sell his fuckin' dope, he brought it 8 times
Couldn't sell in Houston, so I guess he figured
I'ma go to Port Arthur, run them niggas, start a gun shit
Guess his shit'll bust, so they took his shit and kicked the dust
Stupid-ass nigga had the nerve to come back
Rollin' on the cuts in his white Cadillac
Got Glock guns loaded, off 9's if he know the difference
Home to his mama like a ho
Jacked all his money and they stole all his dope
Can't be trill in the Villas of the Skrillas
Where I'm from, nigga, motherfuckin' killers
Have you taxed before you check us
Pimp C, bitch, P.A. home, short text
I love Thea, you be home, we ain't trippin'
Loco
G-Grizz
Keith Babbins
Blowin' up