It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and not clear if the suspect 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 that Atlant don't be dem triggas The Southern pimp is up in this, bitch 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' that shit no mo', got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so wanna be startin' now? I'm pissin' up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, cracker was foul
Too for comfort, too close 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 we can be on top of things 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 all I can say, can't tell the future Tomorrow's another day but today, just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, 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 many months the Dungeon Dragon as we pass, around dem blunts Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I used to 'em deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternum
Chess, I never played but many a moves I still it on session 'cause I can't remember the due I guess, I feel that gettin' a Benz is out of the
The world is yellin' 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 up to Jersey with four keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the ways to get motherfucker krunk See, yes, I be that that with that sess off in my chest Smokin' and tokin' them token that wanted to test
See strong niggaz and the weak niggaz, they die I never fuck no white bitch, I eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has been 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 Benz is where I be doin' a hundred miles The world is fucked up, how these be drivin' drunk Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in trunk
To me the cards is not belong, I use that strong arm spree, look at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha with verses
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 physical therapist 'cause you can't fuck this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin' some seashells I was the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin' about the V-12 But maybe not for long because I just seen the light I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be
Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a Now I ain't got no problem, I'm just breakin' the steerin' 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 down 'cause the folks wanna run up, damn
These days, the best way to with a car jacker Is to simply them what they want