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, it's hard to slow me When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy around You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots from a large we started choppin' O's off in this empty 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 like this cable On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta play in
See I'm and I'm blowin' on twenty dollar bills 'Cause we, only got gold; you can't buy regular around here true to the prestige and the economic status I still stacked 100 G's stayin' in my momma's
Stackin' under Kraft-matics, sleepin' on the cheese See we got ki's and the D's and the P's and And I'm ridin' in C.P. with a glock-40 as my On the block, with the top back, blowin' out that up
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm dro, choppin' O's dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty
You I-20 ridin' Regal's - cuttin' cutters Since my wood grains got no be in some other shit A big body Chevy on the, lookin' pretty If it's dro, or the sticky I need, I'm hittin'
On my system knock so loud, they call the on me Ladies show that ass proud, and make it for me This is how a 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 pull a car-jack, armed when they in
I push a and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with the Escalade, and quickly follow ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it When it to that ridin' and smoke, look I'm addicted nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty
I'm smokin' dro, O's knockin' with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty
Yo, gotta get monkey off my back, sir I'm dro and choppin' O's up in my 'llac, sir Where the fuck you at when them little bitty animals attack, I'm in the trap and I get caught up in a rap-ture relax, sir
It's cata-racts to me, ac-tually it has to be A fac-tory of smoke and clouds I'm proud And Rhap-sody, the of trees is wrote and now So pot-ent now the is squeezed
So clap and be to be nappy and snappin' Just keep on rappin' but nobody af-ter me One hit from the blunt I stop drop, roll Really really wanna fuck with the glock, No
They so simple better hit block, slow On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go You could watch this Georgia tech' If I get some of that 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, purty
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm dro, choppin' O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty