A nigga from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play? Stay in little hole, then coward duck your head You don't know who you be fucking with you'se better off, Is I say, best run the other way In case of physical breakdown, y'all can now My kitchen full of heat, if you can't the temp Make exempt Pussy footing around don't be getting nowhere but stuck Nowhere to duck, his file, niggas die By getting blasted, how got the nerve 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 take that back, my problem Turning and walking away, this ain't goin' work when be robbing As long as Big Boi's still living, standing by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you want
Ain't no thang but a wang We having a smoke out in the with the Mary Jane just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no thang but a chicken We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits It's that down in the Dungeon with them playeristic hits I'm to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the ghetto 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 About the days back me mammy had to work 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 cause I gave a shit I carried guns and butcher 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 time to take my stand now I call the wild because it's time to take the So if you ain't got the vertebrae, ya big nuts, retreat I'm to wet 'em up like cereal Just an international player, coming your stereo
Ain't no thang but a chicken We having a smoke out in the with the Mary Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about see's in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no thang but a wang We having a smoke out in the with the Mary Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
3-5-7 to your forehead, be mo' dead I'ma pro, kid But Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli Be-near me My nine be doing fine 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 like Chaka Khan 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 party we served them niggaz dandy know 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, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, let you know, yeah
Ain't no but a chicken wang We having a out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane It's just a pimps(players), daddies(East Point) all about that see's in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no but a chicken wang We having a smoke out in the with the Mary Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint)
It's on my friend, on the again, I'm travelin No than 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac I got that nigga Dre, he shotgun And got my under my seat, in case these yougstas wanna have fun I'd do it if I to, busting caps with this a heat and load it up after clip I'm packing my gauge, if I it The glock, the gat, the nine, the See I be busting like my amp be busting speakers So how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to ya You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail 'em 1-2-3, you need to think about the Before I your ass and dilute your blood with lead From my hollow tips, send you to an early grave You slave, you better try another way To take me out, is something difficult Don't even run up on me, you want your brain broke I'm out of bullets letting loose my clip I'ma you in your ass and your nigga getting pistol whipped You that's how I do, you know that's how I do
Ain't no but a chicken wang We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about see's in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no thang but a wang We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
Yeah and it don't stop and it quit, to the motherfucking 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 strapped With the motherfucking guns and the motherfucking is the gas nigga, don't fear it and it don't stop