A nigga ready the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe) Y'all hear my go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play? Stay in little hole, then coward duck your head You don't know who you be fucking with you'se off, dead Is what I say, best run the way In case of physical breakdown, y'all can now My kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the yourself exempt Pussy footing don't be getting y'all nowhere but stuck to duck, pull his file, niggas die By getting blasted, how got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do I got the nerve to you up just like a waiter do, but no (no, no) I take that back, that's my Turning and walking away, this ain't goin' work when they be As as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you some
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Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to up tits It's that nigga down in the Dungeon with them playeristic I'm quick to stop a flow like menopause, it's the Original ghetto bastard, so now I a switch I used to dope, but in 1994 I'm Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these in my skull has got me reminiscing About the days when me mammy had to work in kitchens She had me making better to make a better life But I never had no love or respect, cause we goin' be I ran the streets and broke my cause I gave a shit I guns and butcher knives cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah It was so to say goodbye, I'm a man now I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my now I call the because it's time to take the streets So if you got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat I'm ready to wet 'em up cereal Just an international player, coming through stereo
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to your forehead, there'll be mo' dead cause pro, kid But Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli Be-near me My nine be doing fine until niggas wants to clear me off my street But in my hood hood, they ghetto got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go But I feel for them like Khan feel for you Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, a brew On the concrete, remember we ran deep Remember at the party when we served them niggaz know not to test us, test me, do me, try me Trippin with that drama, my Beretta's beside me One is in the air and one is the Y'all ask me what the I'm doin, I'm releasin anger Quick to dodge danger, I'm it one day At a time, I got the fattest dimes my way You can with Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch let you know, yeah
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It's on my friend, on the again, I'm travelin No more 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac I got that Dre, he ridin shotgun And got my under my seat, in case yougstas wanna have some fun I'd do it if I to, busting caps with this a heat and it clip up after clip I'm packing my gauge, if I it The glock, the gat, the nine, the See I be busting caps like my amp be busting So how do you figure that Big Boi be to blast ya You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail 'em 1-2-3, you need to think the future Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood lead my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave You slave, you better try another way To take me out, is truly something Don't run up on me, unless you want your brain broke I'm out of bullets letting loose my clip I'ma you in your ass and your nigga getting pistol whipped You know that's how I do, you know how I do
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Yeah and it don't stop and it don't quit, to the Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the niggas Around the Pointe way Park is really on the map We coming around and the niggas are really strapped With the motherfucking and the motherfucking glocks is the gas nigga, don't fear it and it don't stop