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 feels so good to 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 at Gaseen's And I had to fix a good bag and make and haste Cause soul ain't the motherfuckin' thang to waste So let's get looney up on the set cause I got on the fire Will slide to East Point and our way to Black Rirer Lookin' like on the spot smokin' blunts and Hit the store got up, got out and got something That eightball, so I can do space age pimpin' My blood stay young off 45's Colt and Camels and Rolls filled with d's and And playas them hoes, in dyke clothes Comin' up 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, Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia,
2] It's just one of those days when I can 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 proceed and continue to keep my roots nappy Cause afros in all seasons, they keep me livin' that thug life 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, days with my best friends you see and then you cruise through the West end They said it was Six Flags Over Georgia Then underground, my Tuesdays would be packed when I got If I told you one, I ya ass a thousand times I got em' all in check it comes to bustin' rhymes Don't the technique cause I just move the crowd My mob's deep of alcoholics, people label us because we ride
3] See I felt my bones jump as I crossed the I heard the squad was wiped up so I flipped my On my way to D-E-C, can't you see That is totally to B-I-G for thee Lost Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Yo cars get scooped just like Regina carpet It's Stone Mountain Cats puttin' it They played Kurupt so I just gave all my a pound Now my conflict was crucial off hay I smoked I should be gettin' it life is too got damn short And now my mind's playin' 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 makin' cash money at I'm from a boy to a man, reached the end of my road It's Ludacris off till the next episode, let's ride
4] Cause it's the Where all the and the playas just dwell We get the cash and the ass 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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