Ooh, hey Do you how to leave, ride...ride
1] Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the street of Old And it feels so to escape and just kick it and laugh My clan had to bring the cause we had the cream All you can eat over at Ryan's or fish at Gaseen's And I had to fix a bag and make decisions and haste Cause soul food ain't the motherfuckin' to waste So let's get looney up on the set I got five on the fire Will slide to East and make our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like Outkast on the spot smokin' and Hit the liquor store got up, got out and got eightball, so I can do some space age pimpin' My blood stay off 45's Colt and chicken Camels and filled with d's and Vogues And mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes up slammin' Caddy doors In Southwest, we'll take it to yo And we got it locked like some on house arrest Cause we
Chimere] Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia, on that midnight train to Georgia, riiide
2] It's just one of those days I can kick it like this and like that It's a day, my folks got rowdy way back I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy I shall and continue to keep my roots nappy afros in all seasons, they keep me warm Some livin' that thug life so how long will they I still ride, why I bounce my way to bank-bed I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, days with my best friends Today you see and then you cruise the West end They should've it was Six Flags Over Georgia Then underground, my would be packed when I got older If I told you one, I ya ass a thousand times I got em' all in check when it to bustin' rhymes sweat the technique cause I just move the crowd My mob's deep of alcoholics, people label us loud we ride
3] See I felt my bones as I crossed the road I heard the was wiped up so I flipped my mode On my way to D-E-C, can't you see That Decatur is totally to B-I-G for Lost Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Yo cars get scooped just like Regina carpet It's Mountain Cats puttin' it down They played Kurupt so I just gave all my dogs a Now my conflict was crucial off some hay I I be gettin' it cause life is too got damn short And now my playin' tricks and my boys actin' ghetto Back to the C-P, I put the to the metal God bless the child that's got his own Since I was a juvenile cash money at home I'm from a boy to a man, reached the end of my road It's Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, ride
4] Cause the A-T-L Where all the pimps and the playas dwell We get the cash and the ass then We leave a trace but never a trail Say it all the pimps and the playas just dwell We get the and the ass then bail We leave a but never leave a trail
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