Ooh, hey Do you how to leave, ride...ride
1] Ya see, it started off in St. from the street of Old Nash And it so good 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 some fish at 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 slide to East Point and make our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like Outkast on the smokin' blunts and Hit the liquor store got up, got out and got That eightball, so I can do space age pimpin' My blood stay off 45's Colt and chicken and Rolls filled with d's and Vogues And playas mackin' them hoes, in dyke Comin' up Caddy doors In Southwest, we'll it to yo chest And we got it like some niggas on house arrest Cause we
[Chorus: Ridin' on that midnight to Georgia, riiide on that midnight train to Georgia, riiide
2] It's just one of those days when I can kick it like this and that It's a free day, my got rowdy way back I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy I shall proceed and to keep my roots nappy Cause afros in all seasons, they me warm 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 you out, that's what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, sunny days my best friends Today you see and then you cruise the West end They said it was Six Flags Over Georgia Then underground, my Tuesdays would be packed I got older If I told you one, I ya ass a thousand times I got em' all in check when it comes to bustin' Don't sweat the technique cause I just move the My mob's deep of alcoholics, people us loud because we ride
3] See I felt my bones jump as I crossed the I heard the squad was up so I flipped my mode On my way to D-E-C, baby you see That is totally to B-I-G for thee Lost Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Yo get scooped just like Regina carpet cleaners It's Stone Cats puttin' it down They played so I just gave all my dogs a pound Now my conflict was off some hay I smoked I should be gettin' it cause life is too got damn And now my mind's tricks and my boys actin' ghetto Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the God bless the that's just got his own Since I was a juvenile cash money at home I'm from a boy to a man, I've reached the end of my It's Ludacris signin' off till the episode, let's ride
4] Cause the A-T-L Where all the pimps and the playas dwell We get the and the ass then bail We a trace but never leave a trail Say it Where all the 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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