Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Car Some of that El Dorado funk, what I'm talking about Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique Do you really know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight pimps
O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-Double O-D-I-E, so so clean Back with Stankonia, Family-ee Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, and Dickies It's the of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, heat on the street Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C If you need some back-up find own Ya girl gonna give you at home Just tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that laying on
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon Do you really know about some gangsta shit Dirty South we straight gangsta pimps
Dope boys in the trap to stack the dough When beef come can't let it go When my funds turn I'm gonna let you know rims real good down Old National It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's Puttin in ya stash, un-taxable futhermuckers get mad Steady myself, got eyes in my back take no slack, when you managing the trap If you work out, gotta get it back I trap by day boy, rap by C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique Do you really wanna know about some gangsta Dirty nigga we straight gangsta pimps
I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, know what's up It's T-Mo and Outkast in the of my truck We simple little problem that we got to solve It like it about the money, we got to handle the job No colors or rags, just and masks We not to blast and dip off fast With the Dungeon clique, just pulled a Now you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we gangsta pimps
Back on the scene, a sack of sitting on chrome and rubber bands looking like Candyland, it's Slimm the South Paw triggerman Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, and get the papes Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the Grams the O's, slabes to whole one's da A young nigga holdin big face Pimps are known for runaways A good hustler's known to keep his gun First run up and try to jack mine First fuck up to get flat lined still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at Of the chain danling, know that I'm from C.P
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we gangsta pimps
Outkast wit a K, them niggas are hard Harder than a nigga to impress God We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling card And still take my and take a walk in the park Any play the sweetest the street ever heard Now bitches on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs Get full, and niggas, Pop, pop, lock, to the, to the beat, beat As if pitbulls out of style, made a vow to myself If it's for the wealth I'll stop well put I this It's like me some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall I dont stall, slow drag wit your against the wall Yeah, nigga naw, we to the side don't fall All y'all boys, tuck toys inside your pants Just to pull it out, point it at the and make a nigga wanna dance Now what be for, you're on that reefer and on that 2Pac In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, the ho route Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta