キー: E minor
Verse 1
Abm
Ebm
Abm
I still,
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
B
Abm
I still, I still, I still
Ebm
I still, I still, I still, tote steel
Gb
Ebm
I still tote steel, I still tote steel
B
Abm
I still, ha
Verse 2
Abm
Ebm
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
D#m
I still tote steel,
Verse 3
give a fuck how you feel
B
We some southern
G#m
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
D#m
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
B
G#m
Money speaks for itself so we
Verse 4
ain't gotta say shit
G#m
D#m
G#m
Bun be is the name, UGK is the click
B
G#m
P A T is the city so if you hate,
suck the dick
I'm from the land of the trill,
D#m
from the home of the hard
G#m
B
Where niggaz don't wait to see ya,
G#m
they bring it to your yard
Verse 5
G#m
D#m
We ain't never been fraud,
G#m
we ain't never been lame
So if you wanna get it crackin',
every nigga is game
D#m
So we can catch a corner,
Abm
Ebm
or we can catch a square
Abm
B
Abm
Any place, any time,
I'll be waitin' right there
Verse 6
Abm
Ebm
See I give you a bad one
and shoot you in the spine
Abm
But as soon as you hit your back,
my dogs'll eat you alive
Ebm
All we know is survive,
Abm
we ain't taking no ails
So before you play with us,
Verse 7
you best play with yourself
Abm
Ebm
'Cause I'm tired of the tough talk,
Abm
Ebm
tired of the mean mug
Abm
B
I'm 'bout ready to give these
Abm
fuck niggaz a clean slug
Ebm
Cock back the hammer on
the goddamn steel
Abm
And put a hollow in the middle
of his goddamn breel, fuck it
Ebm
I still tote steel,
Verse 8
Abm
give a fuck how you feel
Ebm
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Abm
my dealers don't slip
Ebm
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
Ebm
I still tote steel,
Verse 9
Abm
Ebm
give a fuck how you feel
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so we
ain't gotta say shit
Verse 10
Abm
Talkin' about the carats in my watch,
Ebm
Abm
diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block? What my
status in the game?
The records that I've sold,
Bobby V going gold
Ebm
Abm
B
Abm
And all them number one chart
positions that I hold
Ebm
The money and the wealth,
Verse 11
well, I'll keep it to myself
Abm
But I'm always willin' to share
the firepower on the shelf
I'm shiny star spanglin',
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
Abm
ding- a- ling danglin'
B
Luda, the sheet swisha, broke
Abm
the record of Wilt Chamberlain
Verse 12
Abm
I'm College Park rangerin', Hous
Ebm
Abm
ton, Tex mangerin'
So get down or lay down and see these
middle finger rings
Ebm
I'm banging in the East, West,
South, all over the map, boy
Abm
B
Abm
I do it for myself, my daughter,
and all these trap boyz
Ebm
Lac boyz, candy
Verse 13
and paint,
paper we stack boy
Abm
B
But semi- automatic so make
Abm
the click get back boy
Click, since I was born,
Ebm
I've been the shit
Abm
B
And money speak s for itself
Abm
so I ain't never said, shit
Verse 14
Abm
Ebm
Abm
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
Ebm
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Abm
my dealers don't slip
Ebm
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so
Verse 15
we ain't gotta say shit
Abm
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Abm
Ebm
my dealers don't slip
B
G#m
Money speaks for itself so we
ain't gotta say shit
Verse 16
D#m
Niggaz best to start runnin', hidin',
G#m
dodgin', and duckin'
'Cause them trill niggaz comin',
ridin', cockin', and buckin'
Bitch you fucking with a monster,
D#m
G#m
a beast like no other
The hardest nigga living since my
motherfucking brother
D#m
So duck and cover,
Verse 17
duck and roll, hit the deck
G#m
B
G#m
We comin' for money and your
motherfuckin' respect
D#m
But we ain't taking no checks,
money orders or visas
Abm
B
Abm
Your life is on the line so don't
motherfuckin' tease us
Ebm
You gonna need Jesus,
Verse 18
Ebm
to hold you and help ya
B
Cause you fuckin' with me, bitch,
Abm
you gonna see helter skelter
Ebm
That heat gon melt ya,
this steel gon gut ya
Abm
You're lame ass nigga,
Verse 19
know ya nolia then fuck ya
Abm
Ebm
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn
when pimp went to the pen
Abm
B
So not every one's associates
Abm
and nobody's friends
Ebm
Just make sure to get my ends
and nobody gets hurt
Abm
Before I put somebody's children
under motherfuckin' dirt, fuck it
Ebm
I still tote steel,
Verse 20
Abm
give a fuck how you feel
Ebm
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Abm
my dealers don't slip
Ebm
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
Ebm
I still tote steel,
Verse 21
Abm
give a fuck how you feel
Ebm
B
We some southern
Abm
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Ebm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Abm
Ebm
my dealers don't slip
B
Abm
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
Outro 1
Ebm
B
Abm
Ebm
B
Abm
Ebm
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Abm
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