Mic check 1 2 1 2 bitch Back from the dead Still UGK for life You don't want my young niggas 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 Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law Grane gripper, jack tripper, is my name, hoe Threes company, with these bitches knockin jackers out their frames, hoes Back sittin low Restin' on them butter Rims ripping up my tires 'cause I'm choppin on them cutters Have a new blaster, [?] and precise If you playin beside me, then you're playin with your life I sold dope and Cocaine, light that niggas face Ain't scared of no grippers, ain't scared to catch a case I ain't trippin on you young niggas, ridin' around with screwdrivers Imma 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 You don't want my young niggas 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 Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law You's a bitch and I know it, I can smell it when I inhale You ain't never been a gangsta, fuck nigga, you been frail Talkin' loud, packin guns, but don't nobody care Disrespect a G like myself, nobody dares I done put in my work, I done payed all my dues But no matter how much I gain, I ain't got nothing to lose Don't let the TV fool ya, don't let the radio trick ya Just 'cause I care 'bout my career, don't mean I still won't stick ya Bitch I hit ya and flick ya Off my window like a filter Everybody in the hood know Bun killed ya They ain't finna snitch, and they ain't finna flex Cause they know you a bitch, and they don't wanna be next You don't want my young niggas 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 Don't give a fuck about police, don't give a fuck 'bout the law Fuck the law What's the count, homie Tell me what you need done Tryna earn a few stripes I know you need some You know we do this shit for recreation [?] ain't no thing, show me where they at (Point 'em out) I lost my road dog the other night And even though we got him right, he still wanna fight Fuck yoShoot and blast [?] 'Cause I know nobody give a fuck about me and mine Rest in peace Pimp, rest in peace Pat Rest in peace [?] And I ain't feelin' that, bitch I hold my niggas back [?] fuck everything living You don't want my young niggas 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, that don't go If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war