It all at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ashby It's not clear if the suspect caused it, it is he wielded A and told to get out of his car
Yeah, yeah, it From alligator to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you figga that Atlant be pullin' dem triggas The Southern playalistic is up in this, bitch Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin' that
See, one is for the money, two is for my niggaz who Niggaz ain't takin' that shit no mo', got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be now? I'm pissin' up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave, that was foul
Too close for comfort, too close to Too close to be playin' yo ass, so, hey, why you get yo' own As long as I got legally see that we can be on top of things without causin'
Another nigga sorrow, I it seems it ain't enough to go around But keep on holdin' on like Goodie Mob it's a better day tomorrow That's all I can say, tell the future Tomorrow's another day but today, just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah, be out your seat Quick and snappy a happy face before you bleed Ask me if that shit is worth yo' life I don't about yours but if so you smokin' pipes right
Deep in the dungeon for many months Amongst the Dragon as we pass, around dem blunts Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I used to 'em Gettin' deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my
Chess, I never but made many a moves I still blame it on session 'cause I can't the due I guess, I feel gettin' a Benz is out of the question
The world is Hootie Hoo, but in my pockets nuthin' But gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke
I'm travelin' up to Jersey four keys off in my trunk And thinkin' of startin' the to get that motherfucker krunk See, yes, I be that nigga that with sess off in my chest Smokin' and tokin' them token blacks that wanted to
See strong niggaz survive and the niggaz, they die I never no white bitch, I stop eatin' at pig sty Be activatin' that 'cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton is open, the B I G has spoken, 'cause it's like this
I got these thoughts, to the ones in call of the wild Up in the Benz is I be doin' about a hundred miles The is fucked up, how these niggaz be drivin' drunk homicide with their bodies off in your trunk
To me the cards is not belong, I use strong arm robbery Robbin' spree, at me, W M B Backwards, takin' you to the cha cha with these
Comin' around the projects make you off in dem hearses I got a word of wisdom for who must resist be needin' a physical therapist 'cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin' some seashells I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill about the V-12 But maybe not for long because I just seen the light I'm packin' my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be
Just moving the steering wheel side to side a slalom Now I ain't got no problem, I'm breakin' the steerin' column I spot him in the middle of the parkin' lot
I'm a voice in the back of my head yellin' Andre stop But do I stop, naw, I figure it's a up But now I'm goin' down the folks wanna run up, damn
These days, the best way to deal a car jacker Is to simply give them what want