[intro - gangsta Yo, yo... the fuck's goin' on With all you undercover-ass playa All motha-fuckin' My t. rock shit What the y'all tryin' to do? Y'all tryin' to hold us or somethin'? Ya know what I'm sayin', you niggas do that we 'bout it baby Ya what I'm sayin', it's all good We can see you, but you see us nigga Me and the rockafella, t baby Atl, memphis, the motha-fuckin' south And you know that
[t. Can I begin the story of a Tryin' to make a for eternity In the of atlanta Reapin', an angel from a grandma But it ain't no way for me to make 'til my nigga introduced me To mac and the Then no one could me All juice to her, I swear ? ? prophet p and me Nigga I to prophet posse Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, fury out my range and ride Burnin' rappers like fried Won't you tell me who'll stop a playa 50 nationwide Provin' high niggas you anxious his thang on busterous trains and camps Watch us gauges, we snatchin' your soul And vote it heaven or hell, you lames can it And a nigga tryna spread a story 'bout some that didn't happen in my lifetime All you fakers and are on the edge Like a superstar man walkin' Ever want a nigga on the grind niggas on the rise Sportin' a disguise, up on ya And it don't what ? ? 6 kill like clan and t. rock Rockafella stretch a million papers you realize A nigga finally up in the game All you freaks who used to dis what you can kiss Act like I know, you got to deal it straight Now you burnin' niggas to a crisp And I don't risk 'cause I'm t. Tryna reap pay, other tricks ways Runnin' hoochies with gold in their And take all of goods, and not leave with no leave-way
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[gangsta Do a s.o.s. on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed? I'll be comin' with the prophet Know that boo I'm 'bout the baddest bitch that you ever How many times you hold me down But like named puffy, bitch, I would not go All the stupid shit that you be kickin' When I'm pimpin', when you slip, run into my front I be rollin' them niggas that's out the projects You bet ? w-l? dub whole motha-fuckin' chest Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna and hit me It's money over bitches, I'm the type of bitch be kickin' shit The type of bitch that be takin' other dick The of bitch that be all about a paper chip The of bitch that ride with the triple 6
[t. Miss steady and the rockafella can load clips With lyrical ? ? ? ? the whole Gangsta boo got ? ? ? ? ? take and a trick down to the floor And her swole lips
[gangsta all good, I think I got her to a 5 Got you finally you be hypnotized Me and my t. rock ? ? ? We smoked out to atlanta, live
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