A ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) Y'all hear my 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 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 Make yourself Pussy around don't be getting y'all nowhere but stuck Nowhere to duck, pull his file, 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 like a waiter do, but no (no, no) I take back, that's my problem and walking away, this ain't goin' work when they be robbing As long as Big Boi's still living, never by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you some
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Well nigga, you softer than silicone, to pump up tits It's that nigga down in the with them playeristic hits I'm quick to stop a sucka like menopause, it's the Original ghetto bastard, so now I a switch I used to dope, but in 1994 I'm Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see voices in my skull has got me reminiscing the days back when 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, cause we goin' be I ran the and broke my curfew cause 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 my stand now I call the wild because it's time to the streets So if you ain't got the vertebrae, ya big nuts, retreat I'm ready to wet 'em up cereal Just an player, coming through your stereo
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3-5-7 to your forehead, there'll be mo' cause pro, kid But Lord 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, they hollering ghetto Don't got no neighbors, hit the pipe and never let go But I feel for them like Khan feel for you Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, a brew On the concrete, remember when we ran Remember at the party when we served them niggaz They know not to us, test me, do me, try me Trippin that drama, my Beretta's right beside me One is in the air and one is the ask me what the fuck I'm doin, I'm releasin anger Quick to danger, I'm takin 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 road again, I'm 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 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 packing my gauge, if I 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 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 From my hollow tips, send you to an early grave You fucking slave, you better try way To take me out, is truly something Don't even run up on me, unless you want brain broke I'm out of letting loose my last 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 quit, to the motherfucking Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp 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 Steady is the gas nigga, fear it and it don't stop