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[Big
Some of that uh, LTD Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out,
You know we keep it crunk around here, style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but what I wanna know

Do you really wanna know some gangsta shit
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon
Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some shit
Dirty nigga we straight gangsta pimps

[Big
O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so
Back with Stankonia, Family
Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and
It's the return of Billy Ocean, is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest on the street
G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up Jerome,
ya girl gonna give you grief at
Just tell her these wanna be on the same team that she's layin on

Dope in the trap like to stack the dough
When beef around can't let it go
When my turn legit i'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good Old National
It's trappable, two bed, jacuzzi bath, natural
Puttin' cheese in ya stash, futhermuckers get mad
Steady watching myself, got in my back
take no slack, when you managing the trap
If your front work out, get it right back
I by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump

[T-Mo
I'm tight, give a fuck, niggaz know what's up
It's and Outkast in the back of my truck
We gotta simple little problem that we got to
It like it about the money, we got to handle the job
No colors or rags, guns and masks
We not to blast and dip off fast
the Dungeon click, just pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta

Calhoun]
Back on the scene, a stack of sitting on chrome and rubber bands
looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the wit the deflate
Grams the O's, the hoez
A nigga holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for catching
A good hustler's known to his gun away
First nigga run up and try to mine,
first nigga up to get flat lined
still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain dangling, y'all that i'm from C.P

[Andre
Outkast wit a K, them niggaz are hard
Harder than a nigga to impress God
pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the street ever
Now bitches sucking on my and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,
pop, pop, lock, to the, to the beat, beat
As if went out of style, made a vow to myself
If for the wealth I'll stop, well put i like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit your against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we to the side don't fall
All fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance
Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on Tupac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe
loud talking bout that's gangsta shit