Ooh, hey Do you how to leave, ride...ride
1] Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the of Old Nash And it feels so to escape and just kick it and laugh My had to bring the ruckus cause we had the cream All you can eat over at or some fish at Gaseen's And I had to fix a good bag and decisions and haste Cause soul food ain't the motherfuckin' to waste So let's get up on the set cause I got five on the fire Will to East Point and make our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like on the spot smokin' blunts and Hit the liquor store got up, got out and got That eightball, so I can do some space age My blood stay young off Colt and chicken Camels and Rolls with d's and Vogues And playas mackin' them hoes, in clothes up slammin' Caddy doors In Southwest, we'll it to yo chest And we got it locked some niggas on house arrest we ridin'
[Chorus: on that midnight train to Georgia, riiide Ridin' on that midnight to Georgia, riiide
2] It's just one of those when I can kick it like this and like that a free day, my folks got rowdy way back I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy I shall proceed and continue to keep my roots Cause in all seasons, they keep me warm Some livin' that thug so how long will they mourn I still ride, that's why I my way to bank-bed I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, sunny days with my friends Today you see and then you cruise through the end They said it was Six Flags Over Georgia underground, my Tuesdays would be packed when I got older If I you one, I told ya ass a thousand times I got em' all in check when it comes to bustin' sweat the technique cause I just move the crowd My mob's deep of alcoholics, people label us because we ride
3] See I my bones jump as I crossed the road I the squad was wiped up so I flipped my mode On my way to D-E-C, can't you see Decatur is totally to B-I-G for thee Lost ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers Yo cars get scooped just like Regina cleaners It's Stone Cats puttin' it down They played Kurupt so I just gave all my dogs a Now my conflict was crucial off hay I smoked I should be gettin' it cause life is too got damn And now my mind's playin' tricks and my actin' ghetto Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the God bless the that's just got his own I was a juvenile makin' cash money at home I'm from a boy to a man, I've the end of my road Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, let's ride
4] Cause it's the Where all the pimps and the playas just We get the and the ass then bail We leave a trace but never leave a Say it Where all the pimps and the just dwell We get the and the ass then bail We leave a but never leave a trail
[Chimere to fade)