Kunci: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Em
I still,
Bm
Em
Bm
G
Em
I still, I still, I still
Bm
I still, I still, I still, tote steel
D
Bm
I still tote steel, I still tote steel
G
Em
I still, ha
Verse 2
Em
Bm
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
Bm
I still tote steel,
Verse 3
give a fuck how you feel
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so we
Verse 4
ain't gotta say shit
Em
Bm
Em
Bun be is the name, UGK is the click
G
Em
P A T is the city so if you hate,
suck the dick
I'm from the land of the trill,
Bm
from the home of the hard
Em
G
Where niggaz don't wait to see ya,
Em
they bring it to your yard
Verse 5
Em
Bm
We ain't never been fraud,
Em
we ain't never been lame
So if you wanna get it crackin',
every nigga is game
Bm
So we can catch a corner,
Em
Bm
or we can catch a square
Em
G
Em
Any place, any time,
I'll be waitin' right there
Verse 6
Em
Bm
See I give you a bad one
and shoot you in the spine
Em
But as soon as you hit your back,
my dogs'll eat you alive
Bm
All we know is survive,
Em
we ain't taking no ails
So before you play with us,
Verse 7
you best play with yourself
Em
Bm
'Cause I'm tired of the tough talk,
Em
Bm
tired of the mean mug
Em
G
I'm 'bout ready to give these
Em
fuck niggaz a clean slug
Bm
Cock back the hammer on
the goddamn steel
Em
And put a hollow in the middle
of his goddamn breel, fuck it
Bm
I still tote steel,
Verse 8
Em
give a fuck how you feel
Bm
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Em
my dealers don't slip
Bm
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
Bm
I still tote steel,
Verse 9
Em
Bm
give a fuck how you feel
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
my dealers don't slip
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so we
ain't gotta say shit
Verse 10
Em
Talkin' about the carats in my watch,
Bm
Em
diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block? What my
status in the game?
The records that I've sold,
Bobby V going gold
Bm
Em
G
Em
And all them number one chart
positions that I hold
Bm
The money and the wealth,
Verse 11
well, I'll keep it to myself
Em
But I'm always willin' to share
the firepower on the shelf
I'm shiny star spanglin',
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
ding- a- ling danglin'
G
Luda, the sheet swisha, broke
Em
the record of Wilt Chamberlain
Verse 12
Em
I'm College Park rangerin', Hous
Bm
Em
ton, Tex mangerin'
So get down or lay down and see these
middle finger rings
Bm
I'm banging in the East, West,
South, all over the map, boy
Em
G
Em
I do it for myself, my daughter,
and all these trap boyz
Bm
Lac boyz, candy
Verse 13
and paint,
paper we stack boy
Em
G
But semi- automatic so make
Em
the click get back boy
Click, since I was born,
Bm
I've been the shit
Em
G
And money speaks for itself
Em
so I ain't never said, shit
Verse 14
Em
Bm
Em
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
Bm
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Em
my dealers don't slip
Bm
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so
Verse 15
we ain't gotta say shit
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
I still tote steel, give a fuck how you feel
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Em
Bm
my dealers don't slip
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so we
ain't gotta say shit
Verse 16
Bm
Niggaz best to start runnin', hidin',
Em
dodgin', and duckin'
'Cause them trill niggaz comin',
ridin', cockin', and buckin'
Bitch you fucking with a monster,
Bm
Em
a beast like no other
The hardest nigga living since my
motherfucking brother
Bm
So duck and cover,
Verse 17
duck and roll, hit the deck
Em
G
Em
We comin' for money and your
motherfuckin' respect
Bm
But we ain't taking no checks,
money orders or visas
Em
G
Em
Your life is on the line so don't
motherfuckin' tease us
Bm
You gonna need Jesus,
Verse 18
Bm
to hold you and help ya
G
Cause you fuckin' with me, bitch,
Em
you gonna see helter skelter
Bm
That heat gon melt ya,
this steel gon gut ya
Em
You're lame ass nigga,
Verse 19
know ya nolia then fuck ya
Em
Bm
Bitch, I stopped giving a damn
when pimp went to the pen
Em
G
So not everyone's associates
Em
and nobody's friends
Bm
Just make sure to get my ends
and nobody gets hurt
Em
Before I put somebody's children
under motherfuckin' dirt, fuck it
Bm
I still tote steel,
Verse 20
Em
give a fuck how you feel
Bm
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Em
my dealers don't slip
Bm
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so
we ain't gotta say shit
Bm
I still tote steel,
Verse 21
Em
give a fuck how you feel
Bm
G
We some southern
Em
OG's, Trill recognize Trill
Bm
All my hustlers keep quiet and
Em
Bm
my dealers don't slip
G
Em
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit
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