Return - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Pimp C]

It all started with a "Pimp C, bitch so what the fuck is up?"

Told 'em something good

Ease up off my motherfuckin' cut

'Cause if you don't really wanna fuck wit' a trill nigga

From the trill villa wit' a steel trigger land of the real killers

Pop Pop muthafucka there you go

I'm a bust em on yo' ass if you don't ease up off me, ho

Cause trill niggas don't carry no sugar in they nutsac

Just big fat balls and a trigger in they backpack

So you gon' give me my money, but you don't hear me though

But I bet you hear me when I fill you with bullet holes

P.A. nigga, trill ass nigga

How you figure you can buck me down nigga?

Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Time, give me what's mine

Instead of buying cars for a bitch named Sunshine

Give me what's mine, give me what's mine

Before it come down to triggers

Shit, it's the return of the trill ass niggas

Bitch

It's the return of the trill ass niggas

But you can't hear me

It's the return of the trill ass niggas, bitch

Yeah motherfuckers I figured you run, I figured you run, when I pull

Triggers to guns, that triggers to guns P.A. fool

A nigga named Bun, a nigga named Bun, no more sun, no more shine

Say hello to the nine milly (Buck!) millameter (Buck! Buck!)

Money tight Glock, bustin' them shots

When I break yo' ass off somethin' hot

Niggas steady catchin' lead to the head, I never aim for the chest

Motherfuckers sportin' bulletproof vests

So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas start passin' away

Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered today

So I can lay you hoes in a line, draw you to a square

Put them hands on yo' ass, and bail on out

Pass the pen to Pimp C and Bird, I take the blunt

Now surprise, surprise

I'm gettin Chinese eyes

In this bitch, here's a switch

I might slang, bang then bail and burn

Scope mean now its the return of the trill ass niggas