One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of something Where me and my nigga the Marta, through the hood Just find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go 'round, catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and my paper We caught the 86 Lithonia to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in light Light off in that spot, knowing we could rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here stop, like "Freeze!" We making the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and that's a
Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope in the Cadillac They call us, went from Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Little to banging say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, making big noise" Over a sold to this day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa can bite me, I'm out this bitch
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Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to fill me belly with that bullshit Pull shit off, it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned like white boys them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and looking like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't wine We's just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, and Shug And my little brother James, changed in the hood I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I want to trick, and momma I'm dick now" We moving on up in the world like Me and the crew, we pimps '82, me and you like Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
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Got stopped at the mall the other day, heard a from the other way I just came from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke something "Hey man, you me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking And he kept asking me, "What kinda car you drive? I you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them that y'all done made" And I replied that I had been going through the same things he had True, I've got more than the average man, but not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we gon' continue
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