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 coward your head You don't who you be fucking with you'se better off, dead Is what I say, run the other way In case of physical breakdown, can break now My kitchen of heat, if you can't take the temp yourself exempt Pussy footing around don't be y'all nowhere but stuck to duck, pull 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 serve you up just a waiter do, but no (no, no) I take that back, my problem and walking away, this ain't goin' work when they be robbing As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my Step up nigga, if you some
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nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits It's that nigga down in the Dungeon with playeristic hits I'm quick to a sucka flow like menopause, it's the Original bastard, so now I makes a switch I used to dope, but in 1994 I'm making But see voices in my skull has got me reminiscing About the days back when me mammy had to in kitchens She had me making better grades to a better life But I never had no love or respect, we goin' be alright I ran the streets and broke my curfew I gave a shit I carried and butcher 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 to take the streets So if you got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat I'm to wet 'em up like cereal an international player, coming through your stereo
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3-5-7 to forehead, there'll be mo' dead I'ma pro, kid But Lord forgive me, I gots to my Milli right Be-near me My nine be fine until these niggas wants to clear me off my street But in my hood hood, they hollering Don't got no neighbors, hit the pipe and never let go But I feel for them like Khan feel for you Ain't that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew On the concrete, when we ran deep Remember at the party when we them niggaz dandy They not to test us, test me, do me, try me Trippin with that drama, my Beretta's right me One is in the air and one is the Y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin, I'm releasin Quick to dodge danger, I'm it one day At a time, I got the dimes around my way You can sway with Andre, take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch Just let you know,
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It's on my friend, on the again, I'm travelin No more than 65 on 85 off in my I got that Dre, he ridin shotgun And got my pump my seat, in case these yougstas have some fun I'd do it if I to, busting caps with this a heat and it clip up after clip I'm packing my gauge, if I it The glock, the gat, the nine, the See I be busting caps like my amp be speakers So how do you figure Big Boi be scared to blast ya You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I 'em faster 1-2-3, you need to about the future Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood lead From my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early You fucking slave, you better try way To me out, is truly something difficult Don't even run up on me, unless you want your broke I'm out of bullets letting my last clip I'ma you in your ass and your nigga getting pistol whipped You know that's how I do, you that's how I do
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Yeah and it don't and it don't quit, to the motherfucking Organized Noize, PA, Mob, Big Gipp and all the niggas the East Pointe way College Park is 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 don't