Biography:
UGK (short for Underground Kingz) were a hip-hop duo from Port Arthur, Texas, USA. Formed in 1987 by long-time friends Chad “Pimp C” Butler and Bernard “Bun B” Freeman, they were highly respected by many of their peers, due in part to their longevity and their entrenchment in hip-hop’s underground.
UGK, from Port Arthur, TX, the neighboring city to Beaumont, TX, released their debut EP The Southern Way in 1992. It was distributed by local record label Bigtyme Recordz and only available as an audio cassette.
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Tabbed by: Emmet Harrington
Tuning: Standard
Chords used:
F#m A F#m7 B D C#
e|--2----5----2----2----5----4--|
B|--2----5----2----4----7----6--|
G|--2----6----2----4----7----6--|
D|--4----7----2----4----7----6--|
A|--4----7----4----2----5----4--|
E|--2----5----2-----------------|
NC means no chord played
Chord sequence through the whole track is F#m, F#m7, B, D, C#.
You can play A instead of F#m7 if you like the sound of that more (I do this in the intro).
R.I.P. Pimp C
[Intro]
F#m A
B
Well, well, well, well
D C#
Hello baby
F#m A
For one day you're here
B D C# F#m
And then you're gonnnnnne
F#m7
Well, well, well
B
Yeah, yeah
D C#
Yeah, yeah
F#m F#m7 B
D
I know
C# F#m
Lah dah dah dah dah
F#m7
Yeah
B
Well, well
D C# F#m
I know, I know, I know
F#m7
Yeah
B D C#
[Verse 1: 3-2]
F#m F#m7
Mama put me out at only fourteen
B D C#
So I start sellin' crack cocaine and codeine
F#m (F#m7)
Time to stack some paper, I gotta do it quick
B D C#
Thinking I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin with, yeah
F#m F#m7
My mama's only son
B D C#
But I live every day like it's my muthafuckin last one
F#m F#m7
Every nigga and they mama askin' why
B D C# F#m
But I'm in the game, live by the game, and in the game I'm a die
F#m7
And if I die or should I say if I go
B D C#
Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go
F#m F#m7
Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
B D C#
The only thing promised to a playa is the penitentiary
F#m F#m7
So I'm a take care of my business on the smooth tip
B D C#
Watch my back sellin crack and pack two clips
F#m F#m7 B
And when ya think about that you say "it'll be on"
D C#
It's a trip you're here today but the next day you're gone
[Hook]
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Yeah)
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Wooooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone (Baby, the next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Noooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Then you're gone)
B D C#
And then you're gone
[Verse 2: Bun B]
F#m F#m7
It's what we living in, man it ain't nothing but drama
B D
Everyone wanna harm ya
C# F#m
And New York niggas gettin shot for bombers
F#m7 B
Now they got your life in the palm of they hand like California
D C# F#m
Niggas with dubs of hydroponic marijuana
F#m7 B
Gangbangin got the ghetto hotter than a sauna
D C# F#m
Down in Orange my nigga Pots died on the corner
F#m7
Behind a funky-ass dice game
B D C#
I saw him once before he died wish it was twice man
F#m F#m7
I remember being eight deep off in Chucky crib
B D C#
Lettin us act bad not giving a fuck what we did
F#m F#m7
When we lost him I knew the world was comin to the end
B D C#
And I had to quit lettin that devil push me to a sin
F#m F#m7
My brother been in the pen for damn near ten
NC
But now it look like when he come out man I'm goin in
F#m F#m7 B
So shit I walk around with my mind blown in my own fuckin zone
D C#
Cause one day you're here, the next day you're gone
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Wooooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
F#m F#m7
I'm up early cause ain't enough light in the daytime
B D C#
Smoke two sweets and sold these chickens 'fo the clock strike nine
F#m F#m7
Big nut holder my boulders smolder on the PA pipes
B D C#
AK loader as I get swallowed under city lights
F#m F#m7
Niggas be lookin shife so I look shife back
B D C#
Can't show no weakness with these bitches get your life jacked
F#m F#m7
Man it's a trip where I stay especially for me
B D C#
Them bitches trying to lock me up for the whole century (No, no, no, no, no, no)
F#m F#m7
They gave my nigga Donny 40, Dante 19
B D C#
I wish that we could smoke again and take a tight lean
F#m F#m7
My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I ain't no liar
B NC
My man BoBo just lost his baby in a house fire (Oh, yeah)
F#m F#m7
And when I got on my knees that night to pray
B D C#
I asked God, "Why You let these killas live and take my homeboy's son away?" (Yeah)
F#m F#m7 B
Man if you got kids, show em you love em cause God just might call em home
D C#
Cause one day they're here and baby the next day they're gone
[Outro]
Oooohhhhhh
F#m
Gonnnnnnne
F#m7
I know, you know
B
Well, well
Yeah
D C#
Aaahhhh
Lah dah dah dah
F#m
Gonnnnnnne
I know
F#m7 D C#
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F#m
Then they gone
F#m7
One day you're here, baby
C'mon
B D C#
And then you're gone
F#m F#m7
I know, you know
B
I know, yeah
D C#
Aaahhhh
F#m
Lah dah dah dah
F#m7
Mmmmmmmm
B D
Oooohhhhhh
C# F#m
No, no, no, no, no, no
C'mon
F#m7
No, no, no, no
B D
Baby, baby
C#
Lah dah dah dah
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby
B D C# F#m
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m7 B
One day you're here, baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
D C#
And then you're gone
F#m
The next day you're gone
F#m7 B
Gone, c'mon, don't leave me
D C#
Yeah
F#m F#m7
Don't leave me baby
B D C# (fade)
Tuning: Standard
Chords used:
F#m A F#m7 B D C#
e|--2----5----2----2----5----4--|
B|--2----5----2----4----7----6--|
G|--2----6----2----4----7----6--|
D|--4----7----2----4----7----6--|
A|--4----7----4----2----5----4--|
E|--2----5----2-----------------|
NC means no chord played
Chord sequence through the whole track is F#m, F#m7, B, D, C#.
You can play A instead of F#m7 if you like the sound of that more (I do this in the intro).
R.I.P. Pimp C
[Intro]
F#m A
B
Well, well, well, well
D C#
Hello baby
F#m A
For one day you're here
B D C# F#m
And then you're gonnnnnne
F#m7
Well, well, well
B
Yeah, yeah
D C#
Yeah, yeah
F#m F#m7 B
D
I know
C# F#m
Lah dah dah dah dah
F#m7
Yeah
B
Well, well
D C# F#m
I know, I know, I know
F#m7
Yeah
B D C#
[Verse 1: 3-2]
F#m F#m7
Mama put me out at only fourteen
B D C#
So I start sellin' crack cocaine and codeine
F#m (F#m7)
Time to stack some paper, I gotta do it quick
B D C#
Thinking I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin with, yeah
F#m F#m7
My mama's only son
B D C#
But I live every day like it's my muthafuckin last one
F#m F#m7
Every nigga and they mama askin' why
B D C# F#m
But I'm in the game, live by the game, and in the game I'm a die
F#m7
And if I die or should I say if I go
B D C#
Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go
F#m F#m7
Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
B D C#
The only thing promised to a playa is the penitentiary
F#m F#m7
So I'm a take care of my business on the smooth tip
B D C#
Watch my back sellin crack and pack two clips
F#m F#m7 B
And when ya think about that you say "it'll be on"
D C#
It's a trip you're here today but the next day you're gone
[Hook]
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Yeah)
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Wooooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone (Baby, the next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Noooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Then you're gone)
B D C#
And then you're gone
[Verse 2: Bun B]
F#m F#m7
It's what we living in, man it ain't nothing but drama
B D
Everyone wanna harm ya
C# F#m
And New York niggas gettin shot for bombers
F#m7 B
Now they got your life in the palm of they hand like California
D C# F#m
Niggas with dubs of hydroponic marijuana
F#m7 B
Gangbangin got the ghetto hotter than a sauna
D C# F#m
Down in Orange my nigga Pots died on the corner
F#m7
Behind a funky-ass dice game
B D C#
I saw him once before he died wish it was twice man
F#m F#m7
I remember being eight deep off in Chucky crib
B D C#
Lettin us act bad not giving a fuck what we did
F#m F#m7
When we lost him I knew the world was comin to the end
B D C#
And I had to quit lettin that devil push me to a sin
F#m F#m7
My brother been in the pen for damn near ten
NC
But now it look like when he come out man I'm goin in
F#m F#m7 B
So shit I walk around with my mind blown in my own fuckin zone
D C#
Cause one day you're here, the next day you're gone
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby
B D C#
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby (Wooooo)
B D C#
And then you're gone
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
F#m F#m7
I'm up early cause ain't enough light in the daytime
B D C#
Smoke two sweets and sold these chickens 'fo the clock strike nine
F#m F#m7
Big nut holder my boulders smolder on the PA pipes
B D C#
AK loader as I get swallowed under city lights
F#m F#m7
Niggas be lookin shife so I look shife back
B D C#
Can't show no weakness with these bitches get your life jacked
F#m F#m7
Man it's a trip where I stay especially for me
B D C#
Them bitches trying to lock me up for the whole century (No, no, no, no, no, no)
F#m F#m7
They gave my nigga Donny 40, Dante 19
B D C#
I wish that we could smoke again and take a tight lean
F#m F#m7
My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I ain't no liar
B NC
My man BoBo just lost his baby in a house fire (Oh, yeah)
F#m F#m7
And when I got on my knees that night to pray
B D C#
I asked God, "Why You let these killas live and take my homeboy's son away?" (Yeah)
F#m F#m7 B
Man if you got kids, show em you love em cause God just might call em home
D C#
Cause one day they're here and baby the next day they're gone
[Outro]
Oooohhhhhh
F#m
Gonnnnnnne
F#m7
I know, you know
B
Well, well
Yeah
D C#
Aaahhhh
Lah dah dah dah
F#m
Gonnnnnnne
I know
F#m7 D C#
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F#m
Then they gone
F#m7
One day you're here, baby
C'mon
B D C#
And then you're gone
F#m F#m7
I know, you know
B
I know, yeah
D C#
Aaahhhh
F#m
Lah dah dah dah
F#m7
Mmmmmmmm
B D
Oooohhhhhh
C# F#m
No, no, no, no, no, no
C'mon
F#m7
No, no, no, no
B D
Baby, baby
C#
Lah dah dah dah
F#m F#m7
One day you're here, baby
B D C# F#m
And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)
F#m7 B
One day you're here, baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
D C#
And then you're gone
F#m
The next day you're gone
F#m7 B
Gone, c'mon, don't leave me
D C#
Yeah
F#m F#m7
Don't leave me baby
B D C# (fade)
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