Bun B (of UGK ) performs "MURDER" **R.I.P. PIMP C

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Bun B of UGK performs "MURDER" in Corpus "Crooked" Christi, TX. The Geto Boys put Texas on the map but UGK gave The Lone Star State its' sound. They are finally getting their respect from the mass public. I been bumping them since "COCAINE IN THE BACK OF MY RIDE", "TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD" & "IM SO BAD".

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Well it's Bun B, bitch,
And I'm the king of movin' chickens,
Not them finger lickins
Stickin' niggas that be trickin'
You need a swift kick in
Yo' ass is ripe for the pickin'.
Now, as my pockets thickin'
I be pickin' nickel, slickin'
You sick when I be clickin'
Now, take a look at the bigger nigga,
Malt liquor swigger, playa hater, ditch digger
Figure my hair trigger, give a hot one to yo' liver
You shiver shake and quiver
I'm frivolous if a nigga get wetter than a river
For what it's worth it's the birth of some niggas doin' dirt
Fuck the first thing in a skirt, and make a pussy hurt
Mister master, hit the swisher faster,
Than you fever blister bastards
Fucked your sister passed her
Hit the elbows for sale, yo
Bro better have my mail, ho
Fo' I catch a murder case and go to jail, oh
Hell no, time to bail hit the trail, so
We could sell mo' fuckin' yayo
Get the scale no other bullet duckers could shove us
Out of this game they better buck us
'Cause them cluckers they love us.
Make them glass dick suckers shake they jelly like Smuckers
I hit like nunchukas
'Cause short Texas bring the ruckus, this fo' my muh-fuckas
Crooked cheese so crooked G's rockin' up quarter ki's,
To get the hook wit' ease,
Wannabe's get on your knees, feel the squeeze from the HK-1-3's
From here to overseas, we do what we please
Don't trip as we flip, light up a dip
I'm breakin' 'em off from yo' hip to yo' lip
Go ask that boy Skip, that nigga Bun rip
With one clip soon as the gun slip
Now I done whipped out my Beretti
Flyin' through your Pelle Pelle and some smelly red jelly
Is drippin' outta yo' belly
Served him up like a deli, jumped on my cellular tele
Ho sellin' like it's goin' out of style
You can't see me Marcus
So, have a muthafuckin' sweet and a smile

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  • This verse is what pushed Bun B up with the best of em. Classic 1996!

  • ? lol, you're a little confused aren't you?

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  • RIP Bun

  • classic ass chit

  • then yo ass is gettin shot

  • metallicafan for one wtf you doing even on here looking at the video mf you dont like em but you on here right punk mf ..second you a hoe and hoes talk shit ...dont ever put the pimps name in you mouth bitch and im done talking to you home boy dick in tha booty ass metallicafan lolol take that dick out of you ass and reconize the real

  • dis my favorite verse from big bun west side of port arthur baybay

  • Bun beeda official mic wrecker

  • smelly red jelly is drippin out of ya belly! LOL, dat boi BUN ripped dat shit...

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