It all started at an accident scene on and Ashby not clear if the suspect caused it, it is clear he wielded A and told to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you figga that Atlant be pullin' dem triggas The playalistic 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', they got big and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be 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 long as I got legally 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 Mob 'cause 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 seat Quick and snappy with a happy face you bleed Ask me if that material is worth yo' life I don't know about yours but if so you smokin' pipes
Deep in the dungeon for these many Amongst the Dungeon as we pass, around dem blunts Had to cut it out shears, but for years I used to burn 'em Gettin' in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternum
Chess, I played but made many a moves I blame it on session 'cause I can't remember the due I guess, I that 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 keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of the ways to get that motherfucker krunk See, yes, I be that that with that sess off in my chest Smokin' and tokin' them blacks that wanted to test
See strong niggaz and the weak niggaz, they die I never no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that Lo-Jack 'cause the has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, it's like this
I got these thoughts, similar to the in call of the wild Up in the Benz is where I be about a hundred miles 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 strong arm Robbin' spree, at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha with verses
Comin' around the projects make you sleep off in dem I got a of wisdom for those 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 Hill thinkin' about the V-12 But maybe not for long because I just done seen the 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 back of my yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure a come up But now I'm goin' down the folks wanna run up, damn
These days, the way to deal with a car jacker Is to simply them what they want