I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin' I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty
See I'm addicted to this fast life, hard to slow me down When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy around You hear the sounds of the gunshots from a large clip When we started choppin' O's off in this apartment
See I was, in the track, and my back is the target With a hammer on my side like I'm layin' carpets See you flip it 'til you get it nigga, we hangin' like cable On my way, to I-20 nigga I play in Decatur
See I'm ridin' and I'm blowin' on twenty dollar 'Cause we, only got that gold; you buy regular around here Stayin' true to the prestige and the economic I still stacked 100 G's stayin' in my momma's
under Kraft-matics, Willie sleepin' on the cheese See we got and the D's and the P's and TV's And I'm ridin' in C.P. a glock-40 as my tooley On the block, with the top back, blowin' out booty up
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty
You know I-20 Regal's - cuttin' cutters Since my grains got no stains; be in some other shit A big Chevy on the, chrome lookin' pretty If it's dro, or the sticky I need, I'm Tity
On my system knock so loud, call the cops on me Ladies show that ass proud, and make it for me is how a nigga ride, in A.T.L. And if the drop pull me over, I hide the scales
dro out the song booth, with windows tinted Ridin' clean down Old Road, y'all know who in it Got my seat pushed way back, arm out the Niggaz quick to a car-jack, armed when they in [Incomprehensible]
I push a Range and my brother in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit' quickly Gettin ready for the summer get your out and fix it When it to that ridin' and smoke, look I'm addicted nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm dro, choppin' O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty
Yo, get that monkey off my back, sir I'm smokin' dro and O's up in my 'llac, sir Where the fuck you at when them little animals attack, sir? I'm in the trap and when I get caught up in a relax, sir
It's like cata-racts to me, it has to be A fac-tory of and clouds I'm chok-in proud And Rhap-sody, the sack of trees is and now So pot-ent now the track is
So clap and be happy to be and snappin' Just keep on but nobody comes af-ter me One hit from the blunt I stop drop, roll Really really wanna with the glock, glock? No
They so simple hit that block, slow On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go You could watch this Georgia blow If I don't get some of wet wet wet wet dro
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm dro, choppin' O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin' I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty