They Don't Know

"They Don't Know"(feat. Mike Jones)[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]They don't know what that scar boutThey don't know what that bar boutThey don't know what that candy car boutOr smokin' that joint aboutTexas is the home of the playas and pimpsShowin' naked ass in the great state of Tex3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)[Paul Wall]All ready!What you know about swangaz and voguesWhat you know bout' purple drankWhat you know bout' poppin' trunk, neon lights, candy paintWhat you know about white shirts, starched down jeans with a razor creasePlatinum and gold on top our teeth, big ol' chains with a iced out pieceYou don't know bout' Michael WattsYou don't know about DJ ScrewWhat you know about "MAN! Hold UP", I done came down and what it do?They don't know about P.A.TWhat you know bout' FREE PIMP CWhat you know bout' the Swishahouse manWhat you know bout' the S.U.CWe keep it playa, ain't no fakeWhen we holdin' plex whenever haters hateWe listen to music screwed and choppedDown here in this Lone Star stateOutta towners be comin' aroundRunnin' they mouth and talkin' downBut you don't know nuthin' bout my townEither hold it down or move around[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]They don't know what that scar boutThey don't know what that bar boutThey don't know what that candy car boutOr smokin' that joint aboutTexas is the home of the playas and pimpsShowin' naked ass in the great state of Tex3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)[Mike Jones]MIKE JONES!Me and Paul we actin' a foolWhen screens fall I'm packin' a toolI'm Texas raised, Texas madeWe grind daily no minimum wageI represent the home of candy carsScrew music and purple barTrunk bangin', fifth hangin84's and vogue swanginBelt-buckles we wear in TexasRag-tops lay down on LexusDiamonds shinin' from grillin' necklaceHaters hate cuz we well respectedPaul Wall and Mike JonesWho one of the throwedest on the microphoneWe sittin' high on 20 inch chromeTryin' to get our shine onI said, Paul Wall and Mike JonesWho one of the throwedest on the microphoneWe sittin' high on 20 inch chromeTryin' to get our shine onI crack a smile and show platinum mouthEvery time I rap I rep SwishahouseI spit a verse and head straight to the vaults5 G's for me to even open my mouth[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]They don't know what that scar boutThey don't know what that bar boutThey don't know what that candy car boutOr smokin' that joint aboutTexas is the home of the playas and pimpsShowin' naked ass in the great state of Tex3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)[Paul Wall]All Ready!Hold on, hold up a second cuzBoys comin' down blue or redDown here pimpin' ain't deadGrindin' daily to stack my breadI from the place where girls jump flyNow a days the brauds pimp braudsCuz they got more game then most these guysYou'll get set up and then you'll get robbedYou don't know bout' chunkin' a deuceYou don't know bout a southside fadeDown here we be ridin' d'sBut you don't know about choppin bladesTexas southern or Prairie ViewWhat you know bout' battle of the bandsDown here we got ghetto grubLike William's chicken or Timmy Chan'sYou can catch me ridin' swangsWhat you know about sippin' syrupYou don't know about pourin' it upPurple drank some speeches slurredYou don't know bout' the way we talkBoys say we got country wordsBut I don't really care what you heardCuz you don't know bout' the Dirty 3rd[Snippets from U.G.K. songs Bun-B (Pimp-C)]They don't know what that scar boutThey don't know what that bar boutThey don't know what that candy car boutOr smokin' that joint aboutTexas is the home of the playas and pimpsShowin' naked ass in the great state of Tex3rd Coast Born I mean we're Texas raised(Texas muthafucka that's where I stay)