A ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play? Stay in your little hole, then duck your head You don't know who you be with you'se better off, dead Is what I say, best run the way In case of physical breakdown, y'all can now My kitchen of heat, if you can't take the temp yourself exempt Pussy footing don't be getting y'all nowhere but stuck Nowhere to duck, his file, niggas die By blasted, how drastic They got the to ask me why I do the things I do I got the nerve to you up just like a waiter do, but no (no, no) I that back, that's my problem Turning and walking away, this ain't goin' work when they be As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my up nigga, if you want some
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Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up It's that down in the Dungeon with them playeristic hits I'm quick to stop a sucka like menopause, it's the Original bastard, so now I makes a switch I to sell dope, but in 1994 I'm Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these voices in my has got me reminiscing the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchens She had me making better to make a better life But I never had no love or respect, cause we goin' be I ran the streets and broke my curfew I gave a shit I carried guns and knives cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah It was so to say goodbye, I'm a man now I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my now I call the wild because it's time to take the So if you got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat I'm ready to wet 'em up like Just an international player, coming through your
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3-5-7 to your forehead, be mo' dead cause pro, kid But Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli Be-near me My nine be doing fine until these niggas wants to me off my street But in my hood hood, they ghetto Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and let go But I feel for them like Chaka feel for you Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a On the concrete, when we ran deep Remember at the when we served them niggaz dandy know not to test us, test me, do me, try me Trippin with that drama, my Beretta's beside me One is in the air and one is the Y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin, I'm anger Quick to danger, I'm takin it one day At a time, I got the fattest around my way You can sway with Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, Just let you know,
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on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin No more than 65 on 85 off in my I got that nigga Dre, he shotgun And got my pump my seat, in case these wanna have some fun I'd do it if I to, busting caps with a heat and load it clip up after clip I'm my gauge, if I feel it The glock, the gat, the nine, the See I be caps like my amp be busting speakers So how do you figure that Big Boi be to blast ya You 'posed to be draw, but man, I hail 'em faster 1-2-3, you to think about the future I shoot your ass and dilute your blood with lead From my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early You slave, you better try another way To take me out, is something difficult Don't run up on me, unless you want your brain broke I'm out of bullets letting loose my clip I'ma kick you in your ass and your nigga pistol whipped You know how I do, you know that's how I do
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Yeah and it don't stop and it don't quit, to the Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the Around the Pointe way Park is really on the map We coming around Atlanta and the niggas are really With the guns and the motherfucking glocks Steady is the gas nigga, don't fear it and it stop