Hiside lyrics

Artist  : Ugk 
Song : Hiside



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(Pimp C talking)
Uh no love
Now check this
out
Bitches be gettin offended when uh they
hear the word bitch
Well maybe that's cause
they bitches
Know what I'm talkin
bout

(Pimp C)
Stankin bitches say I
hiside
Cause I pass by
Don't smoke my
fuckin weed wit em
Don't let em sit on my
plush crush
Three times gold, I'm a pimp ass
nigga
So like a ball is how I roll
And I
don't be paradin with them bitches in the
street
Ho is you payin me?
Well if not
ain't no need in you thinkin that you gon stay
wit me
Bitch I'm a pimp cause that's the way
you bitches force me to be
You say you broke
well bitch you need to stop fucking for
free
So when I ride by, I don't give the ho
the time
Lil' girl you fine, but you must done
lost yo mind
Thinkin you got game
Well bitch
game is my middle name
Suckin on thangs, fuckin
for fame
But bitch you plain Jane
Straight
up and down
I hate silly hoes that talk a lot
and try to clown
When she know that I know
that she done fucked the whole town
And that I
know that she a freak
Bitches say we hiside
cause we pass and don't speak

Don't speak,
don't speak

Bitches say we hiside cause we
pass by and don't speak
I know they wanna
freak (3x)

Bitches say we hiside cause we
pass by

(Bun B)
Sometimes there be a
lot of shit I wanna do
But won't do, if I
gotta do shit in front of you
Oh bitch don't
act like you ain't nosy
I know exactly how you
hoes be
Blowzy mad cause I declined when you
chose me
But what I need a broke bitch
for?
And how the fuck I look walkin around
scratchin yo witch ho?
No keep them crabs keep
that cock in that case
Cause bitch a pussy
ain't nothin but my hand wit a face
And any
bitch can take another bitch place
Now ain't
that a foul taste
And it wasn't a fuck it was
a waste of my mutherfuckin time
I coulda been
somewhere flippin or smokin a dime
These
bitches now a days out of they rabbit ass
mind
Ho you gets no sunshine from me just
because you fine
I told em I heard it through
the grapevine
You ain't nothin but a
freak
So now bitches say we hiside cause we
pass by and don't
speak

Chorus

(Pimp C)
See
bitches in P.A.
Get mad when they see a young
nigga
full of that chronic havin it his
way
But them hoes got us fucked up
The
preacher got the clothes and the hoes wit his
dick on swoll
Trickin all my people bank
roll
I peep that shit, I read my Bible at
home
Cause I ain't payin for that nigga's
wrong
It's time to ride 600, picture me and
Bun B
wit 4 million two drop top gold
royces
Now we smokin somethin
Them bitches
tried to set us up, but we
Butt-fuck the D.A,
fuck the judge, and fuck the P.A.P.D.
I
already gotta deal with the rednecks
And ho
ass niggas in this rap game comin with that
complex
But bitch this ain't no fuckin
contest
And if it was we won
I'm a trill
nigga live my life by the gun
I love smokin
swisher sweets
Uh, now fuck them bitches that
say we hiside
cause we pass by and don't
speak

(Pimp C talking and the chorus fades
until the end)