City Lights

[Intro: Pimp C] I get tore, I get tore up under city lights [Chorus: Pimp C | Redman] I get tore, I get tore up under city lights (Yeah) Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (Brick City, I see you) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights (Yes, sir) Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights (Yeah, check it out, niggas, yo, yo) [Verse 1: Redman | Pimp C | Both] I'm rollin' in my ride, my eyes real chinky Hit 145 by like 12 twinkies Today a good day, I know, don't jinx it I 'will' keep a 'smith', just like J. Pinkett Baby, without blinkin', I do it my way I shit on folks, the opposite of R.K​ I'm rude, pardon me, I'm too hood Doc on your mind all the time like New E-R-A Who am I? That nigga too fly My mama gave birth on Continental Airlines I ain't lying, I'm back, boy, you hit the backboard I'm all swish, make a memo on your blackboard This class here, nigga, is for the underground UGK, Doc and Meth, lockin' the summer down And I ain't playin' games, homie, so get it right 'Cause I get tore, I get tore up under city lights [Chorus: Pimp C] I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (Pimp C, what's good, nigga?) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (B.G., what's good, nigga?) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights (TC, I see you, mayne) Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights [Verse 2: Method Man | Pimp C | Both] Yo, yo, I dropped in '95, now I'm on 95 South in the Dirty, been "Ridin' Dirty" since Dirty died I gets it early, my nigga, heard me, I'm certified And when I ride, I'm with Reggie Noble, New Jersey Drive I make it happen, homie, I take you back when I was wearing ponies And them older niggas was snappin' on me How many rappers know me? I know what cash showed ya Face it, this game I take it in holy matrimony And now can't nothing hold me, I fucks with UGK Some dudes is more like Kobe, I'm more like Rudy Ray You either in it, pimpin', or you just in the way I love this life that I'm livin', your shit can end today Two things to know about me, I guess I'll never change And keep this money like Southern Cali, it never rains And I ain't playing games wit' ya, so get it right And I get tore, I get tore up under city lights [Chorus: Pimp C | Redman | Bun B] I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (8Ball and MJG, I see ya) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (Geto Boys, I see you) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights Yeah, UGK for life, R.I.P. to the Pimp This for you, baby bro [Verse 3: Bun B | Pimp C] Well, the king of the trill is up in this bitch Drop the top, but I hit the switch You see my leather seats tucked and stitched Texas, nigga, we gettin' rich Fuck a hater, man, fuck a snitch G-Code, nigga, we don't love the po-po No more swag, mayne, pass the doe doe We keep it super tight like pants in SoHo I'm 'bout my dough, ho, so don't play with my bread Mayne, I be tryna stop the violence nowadays so it's dead I'm poppin' the trunk and grabbin' that chopper, puttin' that K to ya head I'd rather be laying up in the bed with your baby M.A. gettin' head, yeah My Cadillac car is candy painted, drippin' like burnin' dick My steering wheel is woodgrain, I grip it and turn it quick I'm ridin' Vogues, black with yellow stripes like a Steeler And as far as the rims go, I'm an 84 wheeler A slab peeler when I mash out in the Caddy Leanin' back up on the leather, mayne, and smokin' on a fatty This UGK 4 Life, if you ain't know you better get it right Why? I get tore, I get tore up under city lights [Chorus: Pimp C | Redman] I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (Paul Wall, I see you) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights I get tore, I get tore up under city lights (Slim Thug, I see you) Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights (Mike Jones, I see you) I get tore, I get tore up under city lights Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights [Outro: Redman] UGK, Redman, Method Man in the fuckin' building, bitch [Interlude: DJ Say What] This is DJ Say What, comin' to you live from WKYA Radio. It's about 95 degrees outside, so I know a lotta ass and toes are showing. But right about now, you're checking out the new Red and Meth album. This is BO 2, bitch!