Return

Pimp C) It all started with a Pimp C, bitch So what the f**k is up Told em somethin good Ease up my muthaf**kin cut Cause if you don't really wanna f**k wit a trill nigga From the trill villa wit a steel trigga land of the real killers Pop Pop muthaf**ka there you go I'ma bust em on yo a*s if you don't ease up off me ho Cause trill niggas don't carry no sugar in they nutsac Just big fat balls and a trigga in they backpack So you gon give me my money, but you don't hear me though But I bet you hear me when I fill you with bulletholes P.A. nigga, trill a*s nigga, How you figga you can buck me down nigga? Mr. big man, Mr. big time, give me what's mine Instead of buying cars for a bitch named sunshine Give me what's mine, give me what's mine before it come down to triggas Shit, it's the return of the trill a*s niggas Bitch It's the return of the trill a*s niggas Uh It's the return of the trill a*s niggas But you can't hear me It's the return of the trill a*s niggas bitch (Bun B) Yea muthf**kas I figured you run, I figured you run, when I pull Triggas to guns, that triggas to guns P.A. fool A nigga named Bun, a nigga named Bun, no more sun, no more shine Say hello to the nine milly (Buck!) millameter (Buck! Buck!) Money tight glock, bustin them shots when I break yo a*s off somethin hot Niggas steady catchin lead to the head, I never aim for the chest Muthaf**kas sportin bulletproof vests So I guess, when I start blastin, niggas start pa*sin away Dearly beloved, I had yo a*s gathered today So I can lay you hoes in a line, draw you to a square Put them hands on yo a*s, and bail on out Pa*s the pen, Pimp C and Bird, I take the blunt Now surprise, surprise I'm gettin chinese eyes In this bitch here's a switch I might slang, bang then bail and burn Scope mean now its the return of the trill a*s niggas