They don't know what that scar bout'
They don't know what that bar bout'
They don't know what that candy car bout'

or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Tex'
3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised

(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)

[Paul Wall]
All ready!
What you know about swangaz and vogues
What you know bout' purple drank
What you know bout' poppin' trunk, neon lights, candy paint
What you know about white shirts, starched down jeans with a razor crease
Platinum and gold on top our teeth, big ol' chains with a iced out piece
You don't know bout' Michael Watts
You don't know about DJ Screw
What you know about "MAN! Hold UP", I done came down and what it do?
They don't know about P.A.T

What you know bout' FREE PIMP C
What you know bout' the Swishahouse man
What you know bout' the S.U.C

We keep it playa, ain't no fake
When we holdin' plex whenever haters hate
We listen to music screwed and chopped
Down here in this Lone Star state
Outta towners be comin' around
Runnin' they mouth and talkin' down
but you don't know nuthin' bout my town
either hold it down or move around

[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]
They don't know what that scar bout'
They don't know what that bar bout'
They don't know what that candy car bout'

or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Tex'
3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised

(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)

[Mike Jones]
MIKE JONES!
Me and Paul we actin' a fool
When screens fall I'm packin' a tool
I'm Texas raised, Texas made
We grind daily no minimum wage
I represent the home of candy cars
Screw music and purple bar
Trunk bangin', fifth hangin'
84's and vogue swangin'
Belt-buckles we wear in Texas
Rag-tops lay down on Lexus
Diamonds shinin' from grillin' necklace
Haters hate cuz we well respected
Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I said, Paul Wall and Mike Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the microphone
We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome
Tryin' to get our shine on
I crack a smile and show platinum mouth
Every time I rap I rep Swishahouse
I spit a verse and head straight to the vaults
5 G's for me to even open my mouth

[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]
They don't know what that scar bout'
They don't know what that bar bout'
They don't know what that candy car bout'

or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Tex'
3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised

(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)

[Paul Wall]
All Ready!
Hold on, hold up a second cuz
boys comin' down blue or red
Down here pimpin' ain't dead
Grindin' daily to stack my bread
I from the place where girls jump fly
Now a days the brauds pimp brauds
Cuz they got more game then most these guys
You'll get set up and then you'll get robbed
You don't know bout' chunkin' a deuce
You don't know bout a southside fade
Down here we be ridin' d's
But you don't know about choppin blades
Texas southern or Prairie View
What you know bout' battle of the bands
Down here we got ghetto grub
Like William's chicken or Timmy Chan's
You can catch me ridin' swangs
What you know about sippin' syrup
You don't know about pourin' it up
Purple drank some speeches slurred
You don't know bout' the way we talk
Boys say we got country words
But I don't really care what you heard
Cuz you don't know bout' the Dirty 3rd

[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]
They don't know what that scar bout'
They don't know what that bar bout'
They don't know what that candy car bout'

or smokin' that joint about
Texas is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of Tex'
3rd Coast Born I mean we're

"Ecstasy"

[Krayzie] What's happening nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't nothing just out here grinding, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
[Krayzie] I need some weed
[Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit the weed no more
[Krayzie] What?
[Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
[Krayzie] Ecstasy, what?
[Dealer] Nigga this the shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everything, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these motherfucker's let you try this motherfucking out, man
And I bet you be calling me tomorrow
talking 'bout you want some more of this shit
Man I'm telling you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm telling you boy
[Krayzie] This nigga tripping
[Dealer] This shit will have you on the level
[Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them motherfuckers dere man
[Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga

[Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, 'cause I'm floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Krayzie Bone]
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinking to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
'cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweaking, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floating in ecstasy (just like the nigga told me)

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I fell so realish realish realish, 'cause we floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Flesh Bone]
My name come alive (?).
An I'm poking in sumpin oh damn but it ain't no joke
Cut guards and red beans
And for them niggaz that follow me around for my mojo
Feeling so see... 'Cause I'm floating in ecstasy
(Alright) Ahh, my nigga just call up the homie
To hook us up on that liquid G
An if these hoes don't wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly
I'm feeling way high, but I'm also feeling way low
But damn I'm stuck in between.
Fucking wit broad boys and never get used
Just help, just throw in a few more.
Diablos, nigga Flesh Bone so chill
I'm feeling it hump through my body, feeling hot an exotic
Feeling knocked out, feeling too sexy for my motherfucking self
Gotta find my bitch and fuck her ass to death

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I feel so realish realish realish 'cause we floating in ecstasy. [4x]

[Layzie Bone]
Whose my nigga that told me the level I started to see the devil
Nigga was floating in ecstasy
Shit, I took the pill. Couldn't feel nothing so I'm breaking
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch cracking
Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck y'all let me do this?
I'm looking at my homegirl like I wanna, nigga this some new shit
I realized, nigga took one step an started stumbling
An I was trying to call my nigga but he couldn't hear me,
so I guess I'm mumbling
Fall off into sumpin. But I guess I'm on a mission
Telling my niggaz that I love 'em now but it ain't nobody listening
Whistling hanging out the window, need me some indo.
Till I let go like, me silky fine.ine.ine.
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at the door.
But nigga was paranoid so I grabbed the gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded
But I'm running a secret 'cause... 'cause a nigga can't take it.
Shake it if I can but I'm blending wit the killas
And I wish E was here to feel pillish

[Wish Bone]
I feel so violent violent fucking wit that ecstasy. Come roll wit me.[4x]

[Wish Bone]
I've been smoking weed for a very long time, why should I change?
An plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain (brain)
Ah, ah, why should I (I) just to get high, when weed gets me high?
Nigga try this here. They said betta then that there
They say, "Ya like it (ya like it)". So I tri