City Lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsYo, I'm rollin' in my ride, my eyes real chinky

Hit 145, buy like 12 twinkies

Today a good day, I know, don't jinx it

I 'Will' keep a 'Smith', just like Jada PinkettBaby, without blinkin', I do it my way

I shit on folks, the opposite of R K

I'm rude, pardon me, I'm too hood

Doc on your mind all the time, like New E.R.A.Who am I? That nigga too fly

My mama gave birth on Continental Airlines

I ain't lyin', I'm back, boy, you hit the backboard

I'm all swish, make a memo on your blackboardThis class here, nigga, is for the underground

UGK, Doc and Meth, lockin' the summer down

And I ain't playin' games, homey, so get it right

'Cause I 'get tore, I get tore up' under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I tore up under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsYo, yo, I dropped to 95, now I'm on 95

South and the dirty been ridin' dirty since Dirty died

I gets it early, my nigga, heard me, I'm certified

And when I ride, I'm with Reggie Noble, New Jersey DriveI make it happen, homey, I take you back when I was wearin' ponies

And them older niggas was snappin' on me

How many rappers know me? I know what cash own

Face it, this game I take it in holy matrimonyAnd now can't nothin' hold me, I fucks with UGK

Some dudes is more like Kobe, I'm more like Rudy Ray

You either in it pimpin' or you just in the way

I love this life that I'm livin', your shit can end todayTwo things to know about me, I guess, I'll never change

And keep this money like Southern Cali, and never rain

And I ain't playin' games wit ya, so get it right

And I get tore, I get tore up' under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsFor the king of the trill is up in this bitch

He dropped the top but I get the switch

You see my level, he's tucked the stitch

Texas, nigga, we getting richFuck a hater, man, fuck a snitch

G-Code nigga, we don't love the po-po

No more swag, now pass the dough, dough

We keep it super tight like pants in SoHoI'm 'bout my dough, hoe, so don't play with my bread

Man, I be tryin' to stop the violence nowadays so it's dead

I'm poppin' that trunk and grabbin' that chopper

Puttin' that K to ya head

I'd rather be layin' up in the bed with your baby and me gettin' headYeah, my Cadillac car is candy painted, drippin' like Bernadette

My steerin' wheel is woodgrain, I grip it and turn it quick

I'm ridin' bowls, black with yellow stripes, like a Steeler

And as far as the rims go, I'm an '84 dealerA slam peeler when I mash out in the Caddy

Lean it back up on the leather, man, and smokin' on a fatty

This UGK for life, if you ain't know you better get it right

Why? I get tore, I get tore up' under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsI get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I get tore up under city lights

I get tore, I get tore up under city lights

Tore up under city lights, I'm tore up under city lightsUGK, Redman, Method Man in the fuckin' building, bitch

This is DJ Say What, comin' to you live from WKYA radio

It's about 95 degrees outside

So I know a lot of ass and toes are showin'But right about now you're checkin' out

The new Red and Meth album

This is BO2, bitch