I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' with the big choppin' nigga I'm dro, choppin' O's Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty
See I'm addicted to this fast life, hard to slow me down ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy ain't around You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots a large clip When we started choppin' O's off in empty apartment
See I was, in the track, and my back is the target With a hammer on my side lookin' like I'm layin' See you flip it 'til you get it nigga, we like this cable On my way, to I-20 nigga I play in Decatur
See I'm ridin' and I'm blowin' on twenty bills 'Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy regular 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 ki's and the D's and the P's and And I'm ridin' in C.P. with a as my tooley On the block, the top back, blowin' out that booty up
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' with the big choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty
You know ridin' Regal's - cuttin' cutters Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some shit A big Chevy on the, chrome lookin' pretty If it's dro, or the I need, I'm hittin' Tity
On my knock so loud, they call the cops on me show that ass proud, and make it drop 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' down Old Campbellton 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 Range and my brother in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with the Escalade, and quickly follow Gettin for the summer get your cars out and fix it When it comes to that ridin' and smoke, look I'm addicted
I'm dro, choppin' O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin' I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'
Yo, gotta get monkey off my back, sir I'm smokin' dro and O's up in my 'llac, sir Where the fuck you at them little bitty animals attack, sir? I'm in the trap and when I get caught up in a relax, sir
It's cata-racts to me, ac-tually it has to be A of smoke and clouds I'm chok-in proud And Rhap-sody, the sack of is wrote and now So pot-ent now the is squeezed
So clap and be happy to be and snappin' Just keep on but nobody comes af-ter me One hit from the then I stop drop, roll really wanna fuck 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 smokin' dro, O's Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty
I'm smokin' dro, O's Beat knockin' with the big blaze nigga I'm smokin' dro, O's Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty