. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause im an underground thang. X2 (Bun B) Its Bun B the
it man. Catch me flippin grippin grain in the turnin lane that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause im an underground king. (Bun B) Its Bun B
man. Catch me flippin grippin grain in the turnin lane that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause im an underground king. (Bun B) Its Bun B
my block from a payphone. Why? Cuz i got OG bread. Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads like chad. And the motha fuckin Bun B. I got bread,
wheel Once again the Bun and the Pimp gon' return to the trill You can love to hate us or hate to love us it ain't a thang To them Underground Kingz
the real shot call-az (Bun B) I got one life to live Follow that light that keeps on guidin me Hate-az tryin me Hoes is a-bidein me Media ride me King a the underground
'm wit' Young Dose and YC Readell Road, that's my street Ask around on the Eastside I'm the s-h-i-t Bun B Bun B, I'm underground king In the candy-painted
didn't die in vain, and they feel my pain Make sure my niggaz ride for me Or comin up on the side of me, side of me [Bun B:] Man I'm a real trill nigga
women) My Midwest women! (my Midwest women) Down South women, the West Coast women All of my women, whoo! [Bun B] Now bein King of the Underground's
be a underground king Underground king, I sacrificed everythang to be a underground king King, nigga I risked everythang to be a undergound king Underground
bullshitter frontin' like rottweiliers No bark, no bite, but showing thangs Talking loud like they knowing thangs I'm from Texas nigga, all we do is blow them thangs
[phone being dialed] [rings] [Bun B] Yeah, 976-Bun B That new shit for ninety-two All you niggaz peep this one Check it out Aiyyo, trill was the last
My Midwest women! (my Midwest women) Down South women, the West Coast women All of my women, whoo! [Bun B] Now bein King of the Underground's a title
