It all started at an accident scene on and Ashby It's not clear if the caused it, it is clear he wielded A and told to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator belts to patty melts, I be smoothest nigga So how do you figga that Atlant be pullin' dem triggas The Southern playalistic pimp is up in this, Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin' that
See, one is for the money, two is for my who jack Niggaz ain't takin' 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 Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that cracker was
Too for comfort, too close to home Too close to be yo ass, so, hey, why don't you get yo' own As long as I got legally People see that we can be on top of without causin'
Another 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, just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, better be out seat Quick and with a happy face before you bleed Ask me if that material shit is worth yo' I don't know yours but if so you smokin' pipes right
Deep in the dungeon for these months Amongst the Dungeon as we pass, around dem blunts Had to cut it out shears, but for years I used to burn 'em Gettin' deep in my thoughts 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 feel that gettin' a 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 but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke
I'm travelin' up to Jersey with keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the ways to get that krunk See, yes, I be that nigga that with that sess off in my Smokin' and tokin' them blacks that wanted to test
See strong survive and the weak niggaz, they die I never no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that Lo-Jack the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause it's 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 up, how these niggaz be drivin' drunk Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your
To me the cards is not belong, I use that arm robbery Robbin' spree, at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha with these
Comin' around the make you sleep off in dem hearses I got a word of wisdom for who must resist You'll be needin' a 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' about the But not for long because I just done seen the light I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be
Just moving the steering wheel side to side a slalom Now I ain't got no problem, I'm just breakin' the column I spot him in the of the Marta parkin' lot
I'm hearin' a voice in the back of my yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure a come up But now I'm goin' down 'cause the folks wanna run up,
days, the best way to deal with a car jacker Is to simply give them they want