ترانه:
Bun B Ii Trill

[Bun B:] Baby girl lookin good, feel real thick Real pretty, real fly, she a real chick Lookin for a real player to adore ya But look no further, I'm

get back and hoes'll flip with nuts who hang It ain't a thang, make number 1's and ever will I put that on my life, Bun B fo'ever trill, fo' real Yeah

but the shock ?Cause you a coward and niggas gon? devour, you?re lunch A bunch of niggas done tried but ain?t too many done it like me It?s Bun B, the

I hear we livin in the last days it?s revelation and you best get right with God or else hell is waitin the world is conin to an end /everyday it?s a

toys(toys), dont make me have to blast, Let a hundred rounds go, you do a hundred yard dash, Back up in the hood where the rules dont shift, And the gangstas talk trills

a gangsta, always gon' do what I got to do Unless it's giving game to police and selling out his crew That's something gangstas don't do, a gangsta keep it trill

Swang On Em Swang On Em) Dat Candy Paint Ain't Lookin Bright (I Swang On Em Swang On Em) We Ride We Ride 22s Or Betta We We Ride We Ride 22s Or Betta [Bun B

time screwed] [Bun B:] City of the swang, swang Pop your trunk and bang, bang [Slim Thug:] City of the swang, swang Pop your trunk and bang [Bun B:]

4BM but then we ended with two that's when we introduced the world to the U to the G tot the K Underground Kings DJ Byrd Pimp C and Bun B we kept it G