It all started at an accident on Bankhead and Ashby It's not if the suspect caused it, it is clear he wielded A hammer and to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From belts to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you figga that Atlant don't be pullin' dem The playalistic pimp is up in this, bitch Man, my folkers up on that track, that wickedness
See, one is for the money, two is for my who jack Niggaz ain't takin' that shit no mo', they got big Benz and My gat is in my lap, so whatchu be startin' now? I'm pissin' up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that was foul
Too close for comfort, too close to Too to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why don't you get yo' own As as I got this legally People see that we can be on top of without causin'
Another nigga sorrow, I know it seems it enough to go around But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob 'cause a better day tomorrow That's all I can say, can't tell the another day but today, they just might shoot you
For ride, fuck your pride, hah, better be out your seat Quick and snappy with a happy face you bleed Ask me if material shit is worth yo' life I don't know about yours but if so you smokin' pipes
in the dungeon for these many months Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass, dem blunts Had to cut it out like shears, but for I used to burn 'em Gettin' deep in my just to get shit 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 that gettin' a Benz is out of the question
The world is 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 with four keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the ways to get that krunk See, yes, I be that nigga that that sess off in my chest and tokin' them token blacks that wanted to test
See niggaz survive and the weak niggaz, they die I never no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Road is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause it's like this
I got these thoughts, similar to the in call of the wild Up in the is where I be doin' about a hundred miles The world is fucked up, how these niggaz be drunk 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 projects you sleep off in dem hearses I got a word of wisdom for who must resist You'll be needin' a physical therapist you can't fuck with this
you sat down by the seashore thinkin' about some seashells I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin' about the But maybe not for long because I just done the light I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm be alright
Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a Now I ain't got no problem, I'm just breakin' the column I spot him in the middle of the parkin' lot
I'm a voice in the back of my head yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure a come up But now I'm goin' 'cause the folks wanna run up, damn
These days, the way to deal with a car jacker Is to give them what they want