It all started at an scene on Bankhead and Ashby It's not clear if the suspect it, it is clear he wielded A and told to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator belts to melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you that Atlant don't be pullin' dem triggas The playalistic pimp is up in this, bitch Man, my up on that track, complimentin' that wickedness
See, one is for the money, two is for my who jack Niggaz ain't that shit no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so wanna be startin' now? I'm up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul
Too for comfort, too close to home Too close to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why you get yo' own As long as I got this People see that we can be on top of things without
Another nigga sorrow, I know it it ain't enough to go around But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob it's a better day tomorrow all I can say, can't tell the future Tomorrow's day but today, they just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, better be out your Quick and snappy a happy face before you bleed Ask me if that material is worth yo' life I don't know about yours but if so you pipes right
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 thoughts just to get shit off my
Chess, I never but made many a moves I still it on session 'cause I can't 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, tell em 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 Smokin' and tokin' them token blacks that to test
See strong niggaz survive and the niggaz, they die I never fuck no bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be that Lo-Jack 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause it's this
I got thoughts, similar to the ones in call of the wild Up in the Benz is where I be doin' about a hundred The world is fucked up, how niggaz be drivin' drunk Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your
To me the cards is not belong, I use that arm robbery spree, look at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha these verses
Comin' around the projects make you sleep off in dem I got a word of wisdom for those who resist You'll be needin' a physical therapist 'cause you can't 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
moving 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 Marta lot
I'm hearin' a voice in the back of my head yellin' stop But do I stop, naw, I figure a come up But now I'm goin' down the folks wanna run up, damn
days, the best way to deal with a car jacker Is to simply them what they want