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

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
Do you really wanna know some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight 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, and Dickies
the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C
If you need back-up find Jerome,
ya girl give you grief at home
Just tell her these hoez wanna be on the same that she's layin on

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

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

[Slimm
Back on the scene, a stack of green sitting on chrome and rubber
looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the wit the deflate
the O's, stab 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,
nigga fuck up to get flat lined
Pack stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at
Of the chain dangling, know that i'm from C.P

[Andre
Outkast wit a K, yeah niggaz are hard
than a nigga trying to impress God
We'll pull your're whole deck, pulling your card
And still take my and take a walk in the park
Any play the melody the street ever heard
Now bitches on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,
pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat,
As if pitbulls out of style, made a vow to myself
If for the wealth I'll stop, well put i like 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 wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we to the side don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga dance
Now what that be for, you're on reefer and on that Tupac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to out, that's the hoe route
Talking loud talking that's gangsta shit