A nigga from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to Stay in your hole, then coward duck your head You don't know who you be fucking with you'se off, dead Is what I say, run the other way In case of breakdown, y'all can break now My full of heat, if you can't take the temp Make yourself Pussy around 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 serve you up just a waiter do, but no (no, no) I take that back, that's my Turning and walking away, this ain't goin' work they be robbing As long as Big still living, never standing by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you some
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Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up It's that nigga in the Dungeon with them playeristic hits I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, the Original bastard, so now I makes a switch I used to dope, but in 1994 I'm Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these voices in my has got me reminiscing About the days 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 and broke my curfew cause 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 time to take my stand 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 cereal Just an international player, coming your stereo
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3-5-7 to your forehead, there'll be mo' I'ma pro, kid But forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli right Be-near me My be doing fine until these niggas wants to clear me off my street But in my hood hood, they ghetto Don't got no neighbors, hit the pipe and never let go But I for them like Chaka Khan feel for you shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew On the concrete, when we ran deep Remember at the party when we served them niggaz They know not to test us, 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 anger Quick to dodge danger, I'm it one day At a time, I got the fattest around my way You can sway Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch Just let you know,
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on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin No more 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac I got that nigga Dre, he shotgun And got my under my seat, in these yougstas wanna have some fun I'd do it if I to, busting caps with this a heat and load it clip up after I'm packing my gauge, if I it The glock, the gat, the nine, the See I be busting caps like my amp be busting So how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to ya You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I 'em faster 1-2-3, you need to think the future Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood lead my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave 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 brain I'm out of bullets letting my last clip I'ma kick you in ass and your nigga getting pistol whipped You know that's how I do, you that's how I do
Ain't no thang but a wang We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no thang but a wang We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane It's just a pimps(players), daddies(East Point) It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint)
Yeah and it don't and it don't quit, to the motherfucking Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big and all the niggas Around the Pointe way College is really on the map We coming around Atlanta and the niggas are really With the motherfucking guns and the glocks is the gas nigga, don't fear it and it don't stop