Tonalità: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
The, the underground,
the, the underground
The, the underground, the,
the, the underground
Bb
Dm
This is the, the underground,
the, the underground
The, the, the underground, the,
the underground
Bb
Verse 2
Dm
Now this one here for everybody
out there off the top
This for the real slab swangas whipping
dubs and drops
Bb
For the real block huggers that's
embracing the grind
And the three time fellas that be
Cm
C
fa cing some time
Verse 3
Dm
For them real deep boys
that be baking and serving
And them real hood hustlas that
be shaking and swerving
Bb
For them real cut throwers putting
work in on the average
And trill ass niggaz living
Cm
Dm
they life like a savage
Verse 4
Dm
A lot of niggaz hold it down
for they set it
And when the work comes easy and when the
game ain't ready
Bb
Niggaz they really rep they're
neighborhood good or bad
Niggaz that really be on the block
Cm
Dm
throwing signs and flags
Verse 5
Dm
Well, I'm here to represent for all
the gangstas and the thugs
And the underdog niggaz that
ain't getting no love
Bb
For a nigga trying' to make
a weight for him and his crew
Cm
Just recognize, I'm representing for you,
Dm
and nigga that's on the true
Verse 6
Dm
I'ma sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
Am
Bb
What I represent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
(The, the underground)
Cm
I'ma
Verse 7
Dm
smoke my good,
I'ma sip my drink
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma drip my paint
Bb
What I rep resent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
(The, the, the
Dm
underground)
Verse 8
Dm
Now, everybody wanna act
like they already got it made
With the houses and the cars
and the bills all paid
Bb
Got a million in the bank and two
million in jewels
But on the cool,
Cm
Dm
life ain't like that for a lot of these fools
Verse 9
Lot of people in this world
coming up pretty hard
Raised in project apartments,
with no front yard
Bb
Had to share their clothes and shoes
with cousins and brothers
Never had they own shit,
Cm
Dm
they had to share it with others
Verse 10
Dm
I wasn't born with a silver
spoon sticking out my grill
I was raised in the middle of
the struggle on the real
Am
Bb
Had some hard times in my life,
trying to make ends meet
Not to mention,
Cm
C
Dm
trying not to fall victim to the streets
Verse 11
Dm
Against the odds,
a nigga made it out the game
But that don't mean that I'm gunna forget
about from where I came
Bb
UGK ain't just a name,
it's what a nigga is
Cm
I was there before I got in the biz and
C
Dm
nigga that's on the rizz
Verse 12
Dm
I'ma sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
Am
Bb
What I represent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
Dm
(The, the underground)
Verse 13
Dm
I'ma smoke my good, I'ma
sip my drink
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma drip my paint
Am
Bb
What I rep resent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
(The, the, the
Dm
underground)
Verse 14
Dm
Now people always be around
when you shining and balling
But they real hard to find when tough
times come calling
Bb
You got money, doing good,
and they be all in your face
Then disappear like Sue Storm soon
Cm
Dm
as you catch a case
Verse 15
It's like clockwork
homeboy, the shit never fails
Soon as they think the party's over,
everybody bails
Bb
Could a sworn they was your friends
when your world was on shine
But soon as you get some time,
Cm
Dm
outta sight, outta mind
Verse 16
Dm
It's a shame that some real
ass niggaz took a fall
It's a shame how they treat you when you
locked behind the wall
Bb
When your woman won't visit and your homie
won't send you no flicks
Or come and see you, that's some
Cm
C
cold ass shit
Dm
Well I miss
Verse 17
my nigga,
he was down for me
That's why I got the whole world
screaming," Free Pimp see"
Am
Bb
And I'll be right here waiting when
you touch back down
UGK we still holding the crown,
Cm
C
Dm
kings of the un derground
Verse 18
Dm
I'ma sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
Am
Bb
What I represent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
Dm
(The, the underground)
Verse 19
Dm
I'ma smoke my good,
I'ma sip my drink
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma drip my paint
Am
Bb
What I represent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
Dm
(The, the, the underground)
Verse 20
Dm
I'ma sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
Am
Bb
What I represent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
Cm
Dm
(The, the underground)
Verse 21
Dm
I'ma smoke my good, I'ma sip
my drink
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma drip my paint
Bb
What I rep resent?
(The, the underground, the,
the underground)
What I represent?
(The, the, the underground)
Cm
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Dm
Bb
Bb
Bb
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