UGLY
Pooh Shiesty Lyrics

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Shit get ugly, everybody with me thuggin'
They keep they pistol out, no regular clips allowed
You know we clutchin' (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
I stand firm on what my gang do ain't no nigga gon' do nothin' (ain't no nigga gon' do shit)
Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)

And this Gucci backpack filled with racks (filled with racks)
Try somethin', I press that button (I press that)
I break that automatic foldin' chop (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
Out my Louis V luggage (out my luggage)
Still got respect for all the old hoes (yeah)
Rode my dick when I was nothin' (rode my dick when I was nothin')
Got some money, now I'm fuckin' twin sisters, mamas, cousins (ayy)

Ayy, SRT beat up the streets, do donuts, I be buckin' (blrrrd, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Hydro shots up in the clip, he live then he lucky (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
AK with the stock, the knife look like it came from Chucky (the knife it came from Chucky)
Beef like Jason with the mask off, you play, this shit get ugly (this shit get ugly)
My clip get emptied every shootout, ain't a time that I won't bust it (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
'Fore a nigga t-shirt me, it's breakin' news and I'm the suspect (breakin' news and I'm the suspect)
Put your face on Fox 13, now it's R.I.P. from the public
I make sure you straight for life, just send the drops if you love me, blrrrd
Glizzy with the stock hold a fifty and thirty clip (blrrrd, yeah, yeah)
We throw ones up in the air, rainin' on bitches while they strip (yeah, yeah)
Think 'bout your folks over there 'fore you play
Everybody gon' get killed (everybody gon' get killed)
This shit get ugly, you see all black, hoppin' out, let 'em rip

Shit get ugly (blrrrd, blrrrd), everybody with me thuggin'
They keep they pistol out, no regular clipsallowed (no)
You know we clutchin' (you know we clutchin')
I stand firm on what my gang do (blrrrd)
Ain't no nigga gon' do nothin' (ain't no nigga gon' do shit)
Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen (damn)
And this Gucci backpack filled with racks (filled with racks)
Try somethin', I press that button (it's Gucci)
I break that automatic foldin' chop (foldin' chop)
Out my Louis V luggage (out my Louis V luggage)
Still got respect for all the old hoes (uh)
Rode my dick when I was nothin' (rode my dick when I was nothin')
Got some money, now I'm fuckin' twin sisters, mamas, cousins (go, blrrrd)

I just Louisville slugged that lil' boy like I'm from Kentucky (baow)
The chopper knocked him out his shoes and now that bitch on crutches (well, damn)
We don't call police, get in the streets and get our justice (yeah)
Gon' get past ugly, play with me that shit gon' get disgustin' (ugh)
My young niggas lay on you 'til they muddy and musty (stinky)
It be fun and games 'til your click runnin' and gettin' busted (go)
I don't trust nobody like my strap, that's where my trust at (my strap)
It ain't that much love left in my heart, I can't adjust that (nah)
I been stackin' rackades in the attics, they gettin' dusty (dusty)
And I been shootin' since sixteen, I got good aim, I ain't rusty (I'm not rusty)
People say I'm shiesty just like Pooh, they scared to trust me (just like Shiesty)
Like Training Day, get done like Denzel got done by them Russians (grrah, grrah)

Shit get ugly, everybody with me thuggin' (thuggin')
They keep they pistol out, no regular clips allowed (no)
You know we clutchin' (you know we clutchin')
I stand firm on what my gang do (blrrrd)
Ain't no nigga gon' do nothin' (ain't no nigga gon' do shit)
Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen (blrrrd, blrrrd)
And this Gucci backpack filled with racks (filled with racks)
try somethin', I press that button (I press that button)
I break that automatic foldin' chop (foldin' chop)
Out my Louis V luggage (out my Louis V luggage)
Still got respect for all the old hoes (uh)

Rode my dick when I was nothin' (rode my dick when I was nothin')
Got some money, now I'm fuckin' twin sisters, mamas, cousins (blrrrd)

Overall Meaning

Pooh Shiesty's "Ugly" is a rap song with lyrics that describe a grim and violent lifestyle, where guns and violence are the norm. The song depicts a life of constant danger, where poverty, hunger, and lack of opportunities drive people to take extreme measures for survival. Shiesty raps about the necessity of always being prepared for the worst, claiming that "shit gets ugly" and that "everybody with him is thuggin'." He emphasizes his gangster status by stating that no one is going to do anything to him or his crew without facing serious consequences.

The lyrics suggest that violence is the only way to gain respect, as Shiesty brags about sneaking into a club with a ten-millimeter and a Gucci backpack full of racks. He warns his enemies to think twice before messing with him, as he is always carrying a weapon and is not afraid to use it. The chorus, where he repeats "shit get ugly" and "you know we clutchin'," serves as a warning to anyone who is considering crossing him.

Overall, the song is a reflection of the harsh realities of ghetto life, where desperation and poverty lead people down a path of violence and crime. The lyrics are a chilling reminder of the dangers that many people face on a daily basis, and the toll that such a lifestyle can take on one's psyche and well-being.

Line by Line Meaning

Shit get ugly, everybody with me thuggin'
When situations get wild, everyone who associates with me gets involved in violent activities.

They keep they pistol out, no regular clips allowed
My crew members are always ready for action, and they carry their guns with special clips that hold more ammo than usual.

And this Gucci backpack filled with racks
I carry my money in a backpack made by Gucci and filled with a lot of cash.

Try somethin', I press that button
If someone dares to challenge me or my team, I am ready to give a prompt response to it.

Still got respect for all the old hoes
I still have respect for all the women who showed interest in me when I was not successful.

AK with the stock, the knife look like it came from Chucky
My AK-47 rifle comes with a stock, and the bayonet at the end of the barrel looks like it could be on a knife held by Chucky, a horror movie character.

My clip get emptied every shootout, ain't a time that I won't bust it
I always use up the whole magazine of ammo in the event of a gunfight, and there is no situation when I would not fire my weapon.

Put your face on Fox 13, now it's R.I.P. from the public
If enemies mess with me, I will ensure that the news of their destruction spreads to the whole public via Fox News.

This shit get ugly, you see all black, hoppin' out, let 'em rip
If situations get violent, my team and I will dress all in black and come out guns blazing to overpower the opponent.

The chopper knocked him out his shoes and now that bitch on crutches
The rapid fire from my machine gun knocked the person out of their shoes, and now they must use crutches to walk.

Gon' get past ugly, play with me that shit gon' get disgustin'
If you get in my way, you'll find yourself in a situation that goes beyond ugly and becomes utterly disgusting.

I don't trust nobody like my strap, that's where my trust at
The only thing I trust is my pistol, and I cannot trust anybody else.

And I been shootin' since sixteen, I got good aim, I ain't rusty
I have been practicing with guns since sixteen years old, and I still have excellent aim, never rusting.

People say I'm shiesty just like Pooh, they scared to trust me
People say I'm shifty and unreliable, similar to Pooh Shiesty's reputation, making them hesitant to trust me.

Shit get ugly, everybody with me thuggin'
When things take an ugly turn, my whole team enters fight mode and becomes violent.

They keep they pistol out, no regular clips allowed
My group always carries weapons and doesn't use standard magazines but instead carries larger ones modified for more bullets.

Got some money, now I'm fuckin' twin sisters, mamas, cousins
Now that I've achieved financial wealth, I'm having relationships with multiple family members, including twin sisters and their mothers and cousins.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Elijah Gull, Lontrell Williams, Nile Bey, Radric Davis

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