| U.T.P. | 
| in the buildin' | 
| Sinista on the motherfuckin’track, nigga… | 
| I’m ridin’dirty, way low to the grass | 
| Whole hood payin’attention to me showin’my ass | 
| I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up I sold my whole thang 'cause my dude and them pulled up They talkin’about a nigga like a hurricane forecast | 
| Boy kinda ignorant but he could move the coke fast | 
| To hell with the talkin’nigga, we could go do it | 
| The package right here nigga, let’s roll through it | 
| I’m down South bred, that’s what my mamma and my daddy say | 
| Acts like New York and smoke cush the Cali way | 
| Gutter, I hustled the corner, cuts and alleyways | 
| Word mean nothin’to me, I’m goin’that-a-way | 
| I got a dynasty and I ain’t throwin’that away | 
| I’ve been investin’my rhyme up on my strategy | 
| And I don’t feel that it’s time to put the strap away | 
| It’s either that or just I’m full of that Alizee | 
| We rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These U.T.P. | 
| niggaz we rock like that | 
| We rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These Magnolia niggaz we rock like that | 
| You can get it quick to your head, homeboy | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me You can get it quick to your head, lil’mama | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me I don’t cut no corners to jip for no figures | 
| I ain’t kissin’no ass to live with no nigga | 
| I don’t need this rap shit, bitch I’m in these streets | 
| When Cash Money didn’t pay me, I still got sleep | 
| Get capped, you’re on the phone, tell her I need the teeth | 
| To set the nigga up to get his Jesus piece | 
| She used to run it with Nate Dean, now she’s a beast | 
| Got her daughter sellin’pussy for a G at least | 
| I move a lil’work, ain’t nothin’to brag on Somethin’to keep me nice and my homie to tag on 24 inch shoes on the rag on I got shit poppin’in my hood and I’m that strong | 
| Fiends keep smokin', please don’t quit | 
| You want another hit? | 
| — fiend on this | 
| But watch it, the gun is under the shirt now | 
| Me lead love and me will keep sendin’the work down | 
| We rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These U.T.P. | 
| niggaz we rock like that | 
| We rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These Magnolia niggaz we rock like that | 
| You can get it quick to your head, homeboy | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me You can get it quick to your head, lil’mama | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me Keep it trill, keep it gangsta, pimpin’keep it 100 | 
| Before a nigga be done got killed and I’m the one who done it | 
| I’m in H-Town baby, the home of the hoe sale | 
| Where niggaz don’t just give you a brick | 
| They give you the whole deal | 
| Drug deals goin’down at ten dollar motels | 
| Keep it on the down-low 'cause somebody might go tell | 
| Like it, get you what you need, just have yo’mail | 
| And send your people 'round here so I can get some more sale | 
| Know that I got more yayo that most niggaz goin' | 
| I’m gettin’it from the same niggaz bringin’all the 'dro in | 
| I’m 'bout to get it dropped off, I’ma let you know when | 
| («Shit, I’m tryin’to spend like fifty wit ya, dogg) | 
| Shit, fo’sho’then | 
| Bring your money with you, counted and wrapped up And move like you 'sposed to be movin’because we strapped up Don’t get yourself clapped up for no reason | 
| Cause we won’t hesitate when it come down to the squeezin' | 
| We rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These 3rd Coast niggaz we rock like that | 
| Cause we rock like that 'cause we rock like that | 
| These Rap-A-Lot niggaz we rock like that | 
| You can get it quick to your head, homeboy | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me You can get it quick to your head, lil’mama | 
| I don’t think you wanna fuck with me |