Bun B - Snow Money (Screwed & Chopped) lyrics

[Intro - Bun B - talking] Say mayne, I had this p**y a** n***a come up to me the other day You know what I'm sayin? Talkin 'bout "say Bun B Bun B you gon' rep for P-A on this album?" I said "you b**h a** n***a, I am P-A, who the f** is you n***a? Know what I'm sayin? Everybody know I rep for Port Arthur, Texas to the fullest Who the f** know you n***a? Don't nobody know you but your mama ho a** n***a Move around n***a I'm some on P-A sh**, know what I'm talkin 'bout?" [Verse 1 - Bun B] P-A trill n***a, I was born ready bro Our here on the grind, rain or shine, for the fetti bro Work comin in and movin out with the steady flow Boys out of line, pull the thing out, let it go Always G'd out, blacked out, from my head to toe And it ain't a question that I be out to get the dough Call up my connect, get the powder in from Mexico Late night, come across the border in the Chevy ho Get it for the low, if you need a plug, let me know I get it from him, you come to me for the petty coke That's the way the cycle go around like a merry go Round, put it down for my town, they already know Every time I try to get away, I can't let it go Plush lifestyle, fly cars and the pretty hoes (pretty hoes) So play your distance by scenario (what's up?) Load up the van, let's hit the highway, here we go (here we go) [Chorus - Bun B] We hit the road and get the snow money Bring it home, take it to the mall, blow money Hit the strip club, take it out, throw money Then get back up on the road and get mo' money Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') [Verse 2 - Bun B] You know it's "UGK 4 Life" and I'm a ride for that Disrespect the game and I can't let you slide for that It don't really matter where ya people try to hide ya at 'Cause I'm a find ya, pull up behind ya, apply the MAC Milli on the really, (I'm a G), bonafide for that Talkin down on the Underground, you get denied for that Where I come from, lot of p**y n***as died for that (where?) Port Arthur, Texas, I got a lot of pride for that (huh) So when we hit the road, haters better hide your hat (why?) We hittin licks with them bricks and them ninety packs (damn) I hit this over twenty bro, it ain't no lie to that Sting 'em for 300K and now I got to ride it back (so what ya doin?) I'm lookin for the laws, where ya hidin at? (I see 'em) Pull me over, I'm the decoy, fly for that (let's go) Oh yeah, I'll take the speeding ticket, where ya sign for that? 'Cause the dope and money never in the car I'm ridin at (ride it back) [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bun B] And now we back up in the hood, where we 'sposed to be In the back, countin up them stacks that we 'sposed to see p**y a** n***as (n***as), ain't even gettin close to me (at all) They know I'd have they mama prayin with a rosary (for real) And I'm a put another hole where they nose should be If they ever think of the position of opposin me (damn) A couple rounds plus a thought that probably froze 'em We gon' lay a n***a down 'cause we (Feenin) like we Jodeci (hold up) They on the streets talkin 'bout that they exposin me (what?) Exposin what? I'm a open book, close it G (close it) You talkin tough but we know you just posin see And I'm a leave 'em stiffer than a mannequin (with holes in he) You ain't friends, then you foes with me And we can go to war definitely n***a, not supposedly I'm not your average, I'm the chosen G And if your money ain't snow money, best to get it frozen G ('cause we) [Chorus]