It all at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ashby It's not clear if the caused it, it is clear he wielded A hammer and to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator belts to patty melts, I be smoothest nigga So how do you figga Atlant don't be pullin' dem triggas The Southern playalistic pimp is up in this, Man, my folkers up on that track, that wickedness
See, one is for the money, two is for my niggaz who Niggaz takin' that shit no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so whatchu be startin' now? I'm pissin' up on Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul
Too close for comfort, too to home Too to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why don't you get yo' own As long as I got this People see that we can be on top of without causin'
nigga sorrow, I know it seems it ain't enough to go around But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob 'cause it's a better day That's all I can say, can't the future Tomorrow's another day but today, they might shoot you
For your ride, fuck pride, hah, better be out your seat Quick and snappy a happy face before you bleed Ask me if that shit is worth yo' life I don't know about yours but if so you smokin' pipes
Deep in the dungeon for these months Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass, dem blunts Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I to burn 'em Gettin' deep in my thoughts just to get off my sternum
Chess, I never but made many a moves I still blame it on session 'cause I remember the due I guess, I feel gettin' a Benz is out of the question
The is yellin' Hootie Hoo, but in my pockets nuthin' But gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm Nothin' but hope, so Big Boi, em what you toke
I'm travelin' up to Jersey with four off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the ways to get motherfucker krunk See, yes, I be that nigga with that sess off in my chest and tokin' them token blacks that wanted to test
See strong niggaz survive and the niggaz, they die I never fuck no white bitch, I stop at pig sty Be activatin' Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, it's like this
I got these thoughts, similar to the ones in of the wild Up in the Benz is where I be doin' a hundred miles The world is fucked up, how these niggaz be drivin' Vehicular homicide with bodies off in your trunk
To me the is not belong, I use that strong arm robbery spree, look at me, W M B Backwards, you to the cha cha with these verses
Comin' around the make you sleep off in dem hearses I got a of wisdom for those who must resist You'll be a physical therapist 'cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin' about seashells I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin' the V-12 But maybe not for because I just done seen the light I'm packin' my so see I'm gon' be alright
Just the steering wheel side to side like a slalom Now I got no problem, I'm just breakin' the steerin' column I spot him in the middle of the parkin' lot
I'm hearin' a voice in the of my head yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure it's a up But now I'm goin' down the folks wanna run up, damn
These days, the best way to deal a car jacker Is to simply give what they want