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 good to escape and just kick it and 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 make and haste Cause food ain't the motherfuckin' thang to waste So let's get looney up on the set I got five on the fire Will to East Point and make our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like Outkast on the smokin' blunts and Hit the store got up, got out and got something That eightball, so I can do some age pimpin' My blood stay young off Colt and chicken Camels and Rolls with d's and Vogues And mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes Comin' up slammin' doors In Southwest, take it to yo chest And we got it locked like some niggas on arrest Cause we
Chimere] Ridin' on 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 It's a free day, my got rowdy way back I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy I shall and continue to keep my roots nappy Cause afros in all seasons, they keep me Some livin' that thug life so how long they mourn I still ride, that's why I bounce my way to I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, days with my best friends you see and then you cruise through the West end They should've it was Six Flags Over Georgia Then underground, my Tuesdays would be packed I got older If I told you one, I told ya ass a times I got em' all in check when it comes to bustin' sweat the technique cause I just move the crowd My mob's of alcoholics, people label us loud because we ride
3] See I felt my 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 That Decatur is totally to B-I-G for Lost ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers Yo cars get scooped just Regina carpet cleaners It's Stone Mountain Cats puttin' it They played Kurupt so I just gave all my a pound Now my conflict was off some hay I smoked I should be gettin' it cause is too got damn short And now my mind's tricks and my boys actin' ghetto Back to the C-P, I put the to the metal God bless the child just got his own I was a juvenile makin' cash money at home I'm from a boy to a man, I've reached the end of my Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, let's ride
4] Cause the A-T-L Where all the pimps and the just dwell We get the cash and the ass bail We leave a trace but never a trail Say it all the pimps and the playas just dwell We get the cash and the ass bail We leave a trace but leave a trail
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