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drank Description: Bun B of UGK performs 'MURDER' in Corpus 'Crooked' Christi, TX. The Geto Boys put Texas on the map but UGK gave The Lone Star State its' sound. They are finally getting their respect from the mass public. I been bumping them since 'COCAINE IN THE BACK OF MY RIDE' & 'IM SO BAD'.----------------Well it's Bun B, bitch,And I'm the king of movin' chickens,Not them finger lickinsStickin' niggas that be trickin'You need a swift kick inYo' ass is ripe for the pickin'.Now, as my pockets thickin'I be pickin' nickel, slickin'You sick when I be clickin'Now, take a look at the bigger nigga,Malt liquor swigger, playa hater, ditch diggerFigure my hair trigger, give a hot one to yo' liverYou shiver shake and quiverI'm frivolous if a nigga get wetter than a riverFor what it's worth it's the birth of some niggas doin' dirtFuck the first thing in a skirt, and make a pussy hurtMister master, hit the swisher faster,Than you fever blister bastardsFucked your sister passed herHit the elbows for sale, yoBro better have my mail, hoFo' I catch a murder case and go to jail, ohHell no, time to bail hit the trail, soWe could sell mo' fuckin' yayoGet the scale no other bullet duckers could shove usOut of this game they better buck us'Cause them cluckers they love us.Make them glass dick suckers shake they jelly like SmuckersI hit like nunchukas'Cause short Texas bring the ruckus, this fo' my muh-fuckasCrooked cheese so crooked G's rockin' up quarter ki's,To get the hook wit' ease,Wannabe's get on your knees, feel the squeeze from the HK-1-3'sFrom here to overseas, we do what we pleaseDon't trip as we flip, light up a dipI'm breakin' 'em off from yo' hip to yo' lipGo ask that boy Skip, that nigga Bun ripWith one clip soon as the gun slipNow I done whipped out my BerettiFlyin' through your Pelle Pelle and some smelly red jellyIs drippin' outta yo' bellyServed him up like a deli, jumped on my cellular teleHo sellin' like it's goin' out of styleYou can't see me MarcusSo, have a muthafuckin' sweet and a smile