It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and It's not clear if the caused it, it is clear he wielded A hammer and to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you that Atlant don't be pullin' dem triggas The Southern 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 takin' shit no mo', they got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin' I'm pissin' up on Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul
Too close for comfort, too to home Too close to be 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 things without
Another nigga sorrow, I it seems it ain't enough to go around But keep on on like Goodie Mob 'cause it's a better day tomorrow That's all I can say, can't the future Tomorrow's another day but today, they just might you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, better be out your Quick and snappy with a face before you bleed Ask me if material shit is worth yo' life I don't know about yours but if so you smokin' right
Deep in the dungeon for many months the Dungeon Dragon as we pass, around dem blunts Had to cut it out shears, but for years 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 it on session 'cause I can't remember the due I guess, I feel that gettin' a is out of the question
The world is yellin' Hootie Hoo, but in my pockets 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 with four keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the to get that motherfucker krunk See, yes, I be that nigga that with sess off in my chest Smokin' and tokin' them token blacks that wanted to
See strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz, die I never fuck no bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B I G has spoken, it's like this
I got these thoughts, 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 these niggaz be drunk Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your
To me the is not belong, I use that strong arm robbery spree, look at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha these verses
Comin' around the projects make you 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
you sat down by the seashore thinkin' about some seashells I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill about the V-12 But maybe not for long because I done seen the light I'm packin' my so see I'm gon' be alright
Just moving the steering side to side like a slalom Now I ain't got no problem, I'm just breakin' the steerin' I spot him in the middle of the Marta lot
I'm hearin' a in the back of my head yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure it's a up But now I'm goin' down 'cause the folks wanna run up,
These days, the best way to deal a car jacker Is to simply give them what want