A nigga ready the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) Y'all hear my go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play? Stay in your little hole, then coward your head You don't know who you be fucking with better off, dead Is I say, best 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 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 nerve to ask me why I do the 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 still living, never standing by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you some
Ain't no but a chicken wang We having a smoke out in the Dungeon 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) Ain't no thang but a chicken We a smoke out in the Dungeon 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)
Well nigga, you softer silicone, used to pump up tits It's that nigga down in the Dungeon with them playeristic 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 Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these in my skull has got me reminiscing About the days back when me mammy had to in kitchens She had me making better to make a better life But I never had no love or respect, cause we be alright I ran the and broke my curfew 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 it's time to my stand now I the wild because it's time to take the streets So if you ain't got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, I'm ready to wet 'em up cereal Just an player, coming through your stereo
Ain't no thang but a chicken We having a smoke out in the Dungeon 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 thang but a wang We having a smoke out in the 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)
3-5-7 to forehead, there'll be mo' dead I'ma pro, kid But Lord forgive me, I to keep my Milli right Be-near me My nine be doing fine until niggas wants to clear me off my street But in my hood hood, they hollering Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and let go But I feel for like Chaka Khan feel for you Ain't that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew On the concrete, remember when we ran Remember at the party when we served niggaz dandy They know not to test us, me, do me, try me Trippin that drama, my Beretta's right beside me One is in the air and one is the Y'all ask me what the I'm doin, I'm releasin anger Quick to dodge danger, I'm it one day At a time, I got the dimes around my way You can sway Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch let you know, yeah
Ain't no thang but a chicken We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about see's in yo chest(It's the joint) Ain't no but a chicken wang We having a out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) all about that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm No than 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac I got that nigga Dre, he ridin 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 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 that Big Boi be scared to blast ya You 'posed to be draw, but man, I hail 'em faster 1-2-3, you need to think the future Before I shoot your ass and dilute your with lead my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave You fucking slave, you 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 last I'ma kick you in your ass and nigga getting pistol whipped You know that's how I do, you know how I do
Ain't no thang but a chicken We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point) It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint) no thang but a chicken 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)
Yeah and it don't stop and it quit, to the motherfucking Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the the East Pointe way College Park is on the map We coming around Atlanta and the niggas are really the motherfucking guns and the motherfucking glocks Steady is the gas nigga, fear it and it don't stop