[T-Mo] Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared Many a bitch, represents, and is led Whichever way no I'm not gay and really don't give a fuck bout what you doing Long as I pave the way for my SouthWest GA warriors To come in packs, to feed, taking what we need to succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road We gon' explode, now are you ready for this territory Makin our life one big story to tell Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my body I got proof, I'm not scared
If you scared, say you scared
[Gipp] Who's scared? In this world I'm Gipp, in second the mutant The third the Geechee, how many ways can you reach me? Now most be scully, went from clean to muddy Polished to shine, the season to rhyme Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground Been looking for love, now I bubble like suds Others flew sky high, while others were duds Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods Situation they change, like faces and names Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans or plots Give a fuck what you think, we ain't moving out this spot And I'm out
If you scared, say you scared
[Andre Benjamin] Yo, paragraph indent, I make intense sense Niggas on that Gil Scott dope (hint hint) At age fifteen they start smoking Billy Clint' Now he's twenty-one and wants to know where the time went Hey hey hey what's the haps? Well see your time elapsed Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word trapped Baboon on your back, but what's sad is that crack was introduced to Hispanic communities and blacks But then it spread to white and got everyone's undivided attention Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded You scared, she scared, they scared, I said they scared they scared to talk about it bout it bout it bout it bout it bout it * repeats and fades *
If you scared, say you scared
[Big Boi] February 1st, 1975's my birthdate The player the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on Thursday I think see, my cap I twist it back from all the dank But if you see me on the Ave, you betta believe I tote that shank So what y'all though bruh? I gotta protect my name and what we fought for Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning The intro, the Goodie we kinfolk, nigga it's fin to jump off But now it's time I lay low cause I believe the track goin' cut off Psych, the track is bumping like pussies on some dykes So if you scared say you scared cause everybody can die tonight Cause my heart don't pump no Slushee You touch my niggas you touch me I blow up the microphone like Marilyn Manson, you can't hush me Yeah
[Khujo] Heat'll make anything move Even Tyson, can get laid down, with this tool Just cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools out they rabbit ass mind, don't give me mine, I go off like mines blowing suckers to smithereens, we was never folks If we fell out over this lil' cream Or let some soft legs come in between our dreams We live like Kings, and die like fucking men I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down Ain't no opening up shop, we already established You lap dogging, we boss hogging Grown men, don't beg for attention Keep wishin, high heels clicking Paper champions, leaving with they feet behind Zap em for the pumpkin, at twelve on the bottom bunk, holla at me Six to the left, last one, can't turn over with dirt on ya Slain dead, devils, don't have enough to purchase my essence in the head, missing ounces, zip code, eight miles Suckers, think I got they package but they still eating moo-moo, oink-oink and fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl [Repeats]
The truth hurts, but you can't be scared of it So remember that, OutKast, Goodie Mo.B. still standing for something while y'all falling for nothing Stop dying over this lil' concrete and lil' paper We get this shit together our power's enormous You can deny the lie but you can't deny the truth You scared, you scared, say you scared!
담담했어 헤어지는 건 생각했었던 것 보다 더 괜찮더라 웃어줬어 잘 가란 말과 함께, 그 동안 너무 즐거웠다고 말 까지 해줬어 그렇게 사랑을 내 맘은 허전한지 한참을 여전히 한 쪽 구석에 남아있어 그렇게 내 가슴이 아픈 건지 이미 지워졌다고 생각했는데 결국 이렇게 된 지금 오히려 더 남보다 못한 사이가 되 버렸어
담담했어 헤어지는 건 생각했었던 것 보다 더 괜찮더라 (그렇게)많은 날들을 (사랑을)보내고 나니 (내 맘은) 왜이리 허전한지 (한참을)생각해봐도 (여전히)가슴 속에는 한 쪽 구석에 남아있어 그렇게 내 가슴이 아픈 건지 이미 지워졌다고 생각했는데 결국 이렇게 된 지금 오히려 더 남보다 못한 사이가 되 버렸어
Put up your lighter Party, all night, fiesta, forever This be a party, for the whole world Travel cross seas like that girl We in the mind altering thangs Couldn't leave it alone, we offered it a loan Watch the porch jump straight to the ceiling Hear the party drums beat for beat So, some want us to leave, but they want more, the time came to sang Peace, they brought the rain, to wash away the pain So we all can party in the streets Well, I don't know about you But we all trying to play dumb But don't you worry about me I promise you we gonna get free Just party Party, all night, fiesta, forever See your eyes be burgundy, and your body drop Don't even look at your clock, ?skeet on your vest? Or get up and watch the hands fly, in the middle of December I wash the wife-beaters, heaters on full blast With some ?? we like scavengers circling your block While you do that your ?paper drop? You better hop jump and skip, before we dip Because we falling through you, like the Bloods and Crips Gotta close your eyes and start dreaming Everybody life got a little meaning Got to spread your wings and start flying If you living don't be worrying bout' dying Just party Party, all night, fiesta, forever Whether fast or slow, face it, pace it and let yourself go Might not get a chance to do it no mo' Let the music take your mind, leave the worries of the world behind Oh, such a beatiful sight for the blind It remind me of a celebration One nation under one rule Its that you ain't got nothing to prove Ohh, let the music move you, and sooth you, like its supposed to Love is life, life is worth loving Party, all night, fiesta, forever T-Mo cuts the record down to the bone And now we back rapping on the microphone I say signing autographs for little kids delight me We can't help but be some stars in the shining night See I was raised in the SWATS by my mom and pop To be a cold little brother that you can't stop On top of the charts, I'm a ladies man The type of brother with heart, weak suckers can't stand Cause I wanna be free, hear my spirit it's the clearest Can you hear it in the gospel I came down here cause I gotta believe Don't follow me, I say I need someone to take me to the Rave Party, all night, fiesta, forever
All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok in the Chinese kitchen, switchin up on my shoe wear How we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank style Sit and chill a while, wait a minute yo we blows big nigga Sip on bottles with funny names, holla holla Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang
[Cee-Lo] Listen here -- I got a book that you should read It's about me, and I suggest that to any nigga who doubt me it will correct you, affect you, it will make shit clear Now switch to the next nigga with that bullshit here Keep readin -- it will also say that if you, disrespect, anything up in this way that will guaran-tay an awesome array of gunplay, okay? This is Carlito's Way, all day
[T-Mo] Shake it shake it shake it shake it hang out all night and don't stop until the DJ quit spinnin what's right Everybody sweatin gettin closer and closer, be shoulder to shoulder Bouncin, bouncin, we tipsy, danceflo' is slippery But we groovin, keepin this bitch movin Provin, we bang in this game watch my chain hang
[Khujo] Back and forth, back, and forth ?? style, whatchu know bout ridin out from the Kroger parking lot to the Paramount and Birmingham then back, punk is spittin his jack When the leaves turn ur-ange, and you see your breath uhh, fifteen eleven colossal I'm weighing in at a Knighton If you don't know nuthin else believe that it is some ol' real niggaz
Chorus: Cee-Lo (repeat 2X)
Whether you slang 'caine, or you gang-bang or work a nine to five, just tryin to maintain, mayne Do your thang, mayne, it's all the same, mayne and let your chain swang, and let your chain hang
[T-Mo] Lyric assassin while mashin they blastin come fast and scatter from every rational imaginal International region, under my seeds and, over these airwaves Manipulate the rhyme with my mind so it's good to grind through your speaker, this one's a keeper Like Ebenezer, it was his decision, to live his life through a tunnel vision, followed by the reaper who knows your past deeper, don't let him creep ya, from behind
[Khujo] Before I was rudely interrupted, house fallin down but we straight, you should save yourself ?? It's rainin suckers cause they greed sickens me Poverty stricken, hand pickin, in the corner cleansin Lights out poor, slip and you nails hell Everythang for sale, be eat with they plastic Let's enhance it, I'll be good til Saturday Thick volume gravity
[Gipp] We bout to mix and mingle, meet a match for the next single Money stashed away in jars like Pringles Keep it hard for the Tunnel, we make it bump for the 5 5 nina skull-cap boot-wearin renegade motherfuckers Throw yo' hands up, you give it up we give it back Yo, this is how we act when it's packed from the back Lady don't snatch, let my chain hang Everythang is everythang boo
[Cee-Lo] Behold, the stolen soul, the ancient scroll The game of control, roll the Swisher swoll Open the gate away, lay to lay, I getcha gotcha greaterly Even when you hate me, you educate me So try to trill, I will take ya to the battlefield Crack your motherfuckin, windshield you better yield cause I got the right of way, night or day, alright okay This is Carlito's Way
Chorus: Goodie MobWe peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)Thank God for Friday's (get rich to this)Hey hey hey hey!! (get rich to this)We peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do
hookYou know how good it can be, if I took you home with meI know the mood is right, I don't wanna be alone tonightCome on lets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty(T-Mo)Can I get a
I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street? Nuttin but hard times, workin this concrete I'm gettin dirty looks from niggaz, on the next street over They was in my filthy, fiendin gettin closer I'm in my seventy-nine, flyin Mobbed out so they can't see me when I'm ridin They slow me down, holla like we buddy buddy But at the same time I know these muh'fuckers wanna mug me Okay gunplay at the one-way one day witcha But I'll do years, if I bust these niggaz Keep point four-five calibers of chrome I'm, comin forth to carry you home I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Yo, well you damn right, dig it they call me Sugar Delight Uh-ohh hoe, Willie cuttin virgin broads tonight Blowin like a boss, that champion chief in cost And oh my dual exhaust, will make your shit get lost There's somethin bout these guns that give these hoes asthma attacks These are actual facts, I ain't been in no actual car-jacks but let me tell you this, I'll burn a nigga ass up to a crisp Ridin with these two glocks, we gon' bounce on off, on the new shocks My nigga don't hate me, cause I ain't hated, but we related No one includin me, should be understimated But don't you dare ride through the SWATS without, at least 30 shots Cause I'm tellin ya, these Southern boys gon' get all they got I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Pop it in, get to work, brains blow, ?? off the block before your carcass drop Can't share nothin with the niggeroles, stealin socks Out your cornbread dream too, if you got those, leavin deaf hoes brown, on the outside, pink, in the middle Ain't, barrin none hundred round draw Nothin under seventy-five, and I get slick ?? Takin no prisoners cuffed, they die fightin for they freedom Everytime son, rhymes too pretty'll get your mascara smeared When they did, my buddy Spanky I bust out in tears The world would be a better place to live, if it was less queers I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Get up off and give me room, activate, motivate Y'all from the section where the straight shit, straight up off the top Block for block, yo we got the ??, wait for days Gone up off the Purple Haze, when you see me call me Mr. Gipp Shoot em from the hip, everytime I'm in my 84 Sedan Deville block me off and watch me peel, Big Boi grill ridin through the park on the weekend ain't no stoppin keep it dippin that's how we trippin Lookin mean, you too clean behind the glass Watch yo' ass, keep yo' elbows out the windows and my hands upon the wood wheel, money in my socks Lookin out, for the cops, and for the haters got a fifty shot whatever you wanna call it, nigga what? What? I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Now watch em slide like some finger lickin chicken, bout to start clickin Hoe better know who the true G's are, I'm the star, brand new car Dope ki lyrical cascade height, SWATS type, mic soldier Blowin composer, chief of that doja, told ya when I was older I wanted to live the good life, money over that bull, got that pull Stomach full, posse thick, niggaz wish, at a young age Goodie Mo.B., doin they thang, I, pray, for, change and my players in this game it's insane, how this 'caine is bringin em pain, young'un doin time dyin by this grind A-T-L, fine this just how it's goin down And the sound, watch your mouth in this motherfuckin Dirty South Nigga check it out, dirty SWATS got SPOTS I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's
Now TLC will challenge Goodie MobTo a game of ghetto laser tagWhen they say 'What it is'You scream 'What it ain't'[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)(Battle zone, Goodie)1999 (Yeah)TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)The synergy of ghetto soun
(Khujo) Before you got on, I could a hear a pins drop Maybe make me wanna clean out your clock Go in your socks, confiscate your knot Cool you off, because you think your hot, when your not Fools on the block, will take your hand, brigettes and rocks And your watch Can't wait until you come through One more 'gain so they can empty your bins Check your chin, don't try and be my friend Get close and then attempt to do me in Niggas know you'll spin, we can get on that Henn, eyes shut Huh Can't touch We don't care nothing 'bout you doing ten, up in the pen We ain't finna be mothering 'bout nobody Cause we motherfucking grown men
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(T-Mo) Whats on your mind at this time Chilling fine, sip back on wine Everything dope and scoping mine Like its yours, opening doors to a future you can see Really, Dungeon Family crew'll legendate No catching guard presence in Southwest And everybody who believe we the best and never gonna stop Never gonna change, try to stay focused Still running with the same crew since 82' All I gotta do to ?convince kids is say you'll all get big too?
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(Big Gipp) How you doing miss thang Better yet should I say miss queen I saw you in the corner, and you was looking off Your smelling classic baby I'd like to hold it snug Lets cut a rug and split this scene and strut up out this club I be 'bout strictly business I make it better, get it better than the last dude Where I hang ain't no drama momma I reserved the bed behind the curtains Keep it wet, keep you stuck, all up on the jewels And keep you seeing colors like on the wall at MJQ
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(Cee-Lo) Sugarpie... You wanna know how a nigga from the gutter ghetto so butter-fly Its really on, and really I want is a moment alone Baby please, it ain't your cheese, and ??? I'm interested But thats on low-low, but I'd love and die til' the morn' Every word that I'd heard her say it really inspired me But I'm only staring cause I like what I see But I know that you probably got a girl, and already in love Maybe next life-time you'll be free
(Big Gipp) You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon Leave your head rest maroon Drunk heavy in the side street saloon Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd degree I'm the milli in the meter I'm the gram up in the kilo I'm the wave up in the ocean The C up in the coast and The B up in the Boston So what you looking for or looking at now You ain't got what you gotta shake Caught it on the sidewalk fake I gets down, further digging down Hurt for the red dirt at the same time Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear
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My old hood could use a little rebuilding A better place for these ghetto children I ain't gonna let 'em take the O out my JOY Before you can rebuild, you've got to destroy And these walls gonna come tumbling down These walls gonna come tumbling down
(Cee-Lo) Well I remember when, I was slanging nothing but weed I ain't ??? round here that can't tell you about me Fortunately I done changed the way I used to be When so many didn't have an alternative to see Music saved my life and now I'll never forget it Thats why I try to glorify God with it But it still remains, its in my veins I know that I'ma sin, I just hope he'll forgive me again Okay, I'm right and wrong in the same day And it's always gonna be someone who'll see it the same way And if I react, who was that guy to blame, hey You fuck with me, I fuck with you thats how the game played I had a choice to let it go, but if you don't let it go Then I ain't got no choice no more Two lives gone to waste, one dead and the other caught a case With 50 years to face I'm raising ghosts, I'm rebuilding
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(T-Mo) I'm so tired of my people not knowing what we doing to ourselves And we blame it on them, but we stuck in the same frame Trapped inside a mental instrumental bond Hoping to run, but theres a gun, what could you really do Everybody new kicking the old ??? to the floor But now its more shit, crooked, shady, talking 'bout the president He's fucking other ladies, blowing up spots we supposed to hit And casually they spreading billions to the little children overseas Niggas moving G's, I'm on my knees praying god please A nigga just wanna eat and sleep With my gun in my own little world and raise my little kids Doing the best I can nigga
(Khujo) Shit, look who talking now You gots'ta crawl before you walk, Ohh don't follow to close Where I think you might stop We all can see that the grass is the same color on the other side of the fence Give thanks, people thank alarm clocks, wake 'em up Every morning brother I gotta stay prayed up Cause the pistol ain't gonna save my life when it's time to go Its just in case I get a chance to retaliate I used ain't have nothing positive to say Doing my little five minutes of fame Who done forget from which they came Acknowledge his name, Lord, you've been so good to me Better than I've been to myself Keep us in good health The white mans food makes my stomach upchuck But I gots'ta be strong, to defeat my enemies For the kill, MAC's in your side Judging buildings, they can't be no playgrounds for these childrens
hookWe'll I'm just gonna tell youWe ain't bout' that talking homeboy, we'll do itAnd all that acting you doing, we see through itFuck hollering and screaming lets get to it, lets get to it(Cee-Lo)Now I say my rap reflect the
(T-Mo) Enhance the game, but give me the benz While I send my word It's lightly packed ????? giving a fuck Bitch I gots to eat too While I catch up like Heinz On the hook for my family tree East to West to South is booted in this red clay And everyday I get up and work my ass to the bone So I can pay for me a home, in the ghetto or the woods,to build I'm packing my steel too
(Khujo) Slow rolling, everybody in this clique holding Anything we riding in is stolen And you can tell when a nigga on round' here His neck and his wrists be all frozen You wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozing Out on the ave posing But you ain't no more good, like a used up trojan You horsing around, now your spot finna' be closing down We brang them guns, you tote them roses Indecent exposure, beat you till' you're swollen Now here, put some ice on that Work with, reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick up
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(Big Gipp) Hold up, wait up, Gipp swolled in here My eyes getting little and its hard to steer Reverse safe, can't wait, communicate next tale Kept my money in the floor so I can chalk bail And anything you got for me, just hold Cause I'll be back one day to get them folds Take a second to regroup, get back in the loop See the veins never change, only part is in the name I ain't that old, wanna play me cold Wanna treat me like a ?wrangler? wanna snatch my gold See I was raised by a man, so a man you see Came up in the trailors of Fulton County Hard top for the winter, soft top for the summer If we caught roaming the streets, we some runners )From the street corners
(Cee-Lo) Well when you looking at me make sure that I'm trapping and slowed down Still suffer from sunrise till' the sun done gone down Before I go any further, fool let me break it on down Get blasting with the best and get brutally blown down YES SIRE! COLLAPSE AND GET CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE Talking shit at one time, but nowadays your cause higher From the hatred, hunger, hopelessness, yes I kill So I guess I'm no better than the rest But I try to be Somehow these streets feel so fly to me I'm a get it right Lord "Cee-Lo, Don't you lie to me!" I hope this work here work me a way up out this Hey, don't wanna die the same way my buddy did the other day Damn
hook You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Now when I saw you in the club, all I did was stare Intimidated by my golds and my long ass hair But I couldn't let you pass, and didn't even care I had to make conversation, and let you know this here Who am I, the well known T-Mo, represent the G Mo B Trinity to infinity Baby whats your name, where you came from Where you get your game from, I bet you learned a lot growing up Being a cute lil' thang, like to bang with the big dawgs Roll in the big hogs, 18, living life raw Little shawty was a dream Had to put up my dream my brother had You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Well my dear, this here you can quote Carlitto will cut your motherfucking throat Left low, you can ride shotgun in the boat Hit my red light digit and thats all she wrote Of course, she shaped like a stallion horse Goddammit, shawty finish your drink We going to get a room, what the hell you think I'll buy you something to eat, but you can't break the bank First time, the gold plate from the IHOP Then to the inn to umm drop, plop plop, fizz fizz oh what a relief it is Get it, got it gone, now he out for his You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Hey Jo (huh?), I know this girl that wanna cut your throat Hold up shawty Before you finna to get your boy in some serious trouble man I'm talking bout' cost cutting (snip-snip), ain't nothing Tell her all we can do together, is make this grip-grip She talking 'bout chiefing, sipping, bending and stripping I ain't chicken fool, you know I'm ranged up All these fools around here may be harder But I ain't studying this young buck Jail baits are best seen hiking the drawls And looking for a daddy to cake her All you gotta do is take her out, stuff her face, get her pumped Put her on the chopping block, now she nice and crunk But I ain't no punk dutty Heard if you stick your thumb in their booty it drive 'em nutty She'll walk nann day, owe me but a cent and out when I'm through boo Now you know the real meaning of cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Gipp cutty, they call me too fresh too clean Got the girls hooked off the D like morphine Where we gonna go, I don't know but lets hit it With the strawberries, blueberries, looking for the tooth fairy For the night out, downtown, second floor, in the loft with the lights out Candles straight burning Everybody hot, clothes on the floor You ain't know, yo we got some hollywood cake we can slice Mrs. Meyer Even got some twins that can get in Head for head, bed for bed, it don't matter Everything jumping off just right, and we ain't leaving till the sunlight Cause we undercover with our cutty buddy You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey
We got that fie fie, we got that fie fie We got that fie fie delish (x2)
(Khujo) Back in the whole, ?hide like I stole? Put us in this where its at make all the dough Throw out your dough Uhh you ain't hard, you're stupid, like ?counting the votes on yourself? With the ref, calling the game between your frames I'm on the corner jumping cain, to every lane that walk by uhh Stop calling my momma house, and hanging up Niggas is Biggie Smalls, ready to die, a horrible death I wanna ?court case and doctor?, because the ? is on nigga Time flying,who having fun Making runs, up and down Cambelton, Put one ?over the jail? where you ?fired? one Stop gossiping, your marriage on the rocks, and you jealous 43 and can't keep a man, because you careless I'm too generous, so my kindness is took for weakness You don't want to see me nut up, I leave you teethless And the toothfairy don't run on friday the 5th or the ?7 day hassle? Stop eating ?eagle eye and ??, so I rhyme past ?? ?The move master? We got that fie fie delish
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(T-Mo) I said we got, we got, nigga we cocked it and dropped it Ain't no stopping it, popped it, locked it, flop flipping it Leaving 'em dripping with SWAT's shit, on that forehand The godfather of my nigga first seed, please show us much love ?? Lil Willy ?I'm busting the philly?, on this first day I don't play bout' my family Mob Goodie, lumberjack, woody, down your ?? When I enter the room, shawty numb Having fun, music give me the power The man of the hour Look,it's on when I hit you with this fie fie in your eye Aww Naw, you better not cry
Who got that fie fie, we got that fie fie Who got that fie fie delish
(Cee-Lo) Now get back, you hit you get hit back Click clack, Bu-yak! Automatic at-tack, got gats Whenever, however, you want to act Think it ain't when it is, shawty gonna kill a nigga ass bout' his Rhyme pays, I could blaze in a maze for days ?Flat concrete or thick metals?, we won't settle Till' its evident and obvious, don't fuck with us Ya heard, I mean every word I bust Trust me, you can't stop me, even if you bust me ?? must be in the same ?fashion pack? ?Jesus came? I'm the future, I'm forever, I'm the flame
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(Big Gipp) Everything grit to the grind Gimme something to hold and watch me flip it two times The whites of his eyes couldn't hide all the shit up on his mind Always inclined to soft touch If I'm approached wrong, ?blew lead just through the skyways? And touch back down on the one-way highway Got a bus with 21 beds,and if the door swing open it's 21 heads Nickel plate with the numbers straight Just in case the spot got funny money Now who call, well you got your wish Goodie Mob in your town with that fie fie delish All up in your face bitch
No ego trippin', just growin' old All up when I'm feelin' cold 'Cause pain up on my soul seems to be all I feel Watchin' my family fall apart, was all I never wanted to see 'Cause I got love for one another I'd kill for my only brother, even though he might be wrong At times I'm gon' do what I got to do to come through every scary moment Just brought us closer which kept us down Remember them days when southwest Atlanta wasn't even 'round So out the reds to wet it And say they actin' brains, relaxin' And steady stackin' and pistol packin' And trackin' is tired I set it off!
I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' lil' peewees Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to mess up my re-up money" See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no more Now I hit the store, when the lace get old I wear Calhoun jeans 'cause I don't like Calvin I relate to my folks To make you think this 'bout my third album This supposed to be the times when the moon and the sky turn purple So watch this full circle Black wire touch red Red wire touch black Me and Big Slate got this drop wit some gator backs And I'm thinkin' 'bout how much I make He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the tapes Ya know what I'm sayin' Who gives a damn about catchin' a charge It's been a while since I seen my boys
One time for my potnas who got out today Back on the grind, did that time, got that hide-away Okay (that's right) I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away
It done got so quiet now, I can here a rat piss On cotton, one apple sport the whole Barrel rotten What it mean when you see the sun and the moon shinin' At the same time This God's way, you dug your own grave The righteous path was laid But you chose to go astray Ay, out the war shit Wakin' up in a cold sweat Through the same ol' skit Genocide >From the inside, look a pit You lie, never killed nobody Let's take it to the ol' school No you can't Hands shakin' like a dog shittin' fish s Don't stare Can't help the crooked look It came with the face I used to steal from my folks But now I'm straight Went through the neighborhood rat's pockets books Ooh You missin' somethin' of value We have you, got you Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets nothin'
Nobody knows the trouble I have seen My homeboy MD write me from the ? 24-7, hell or Heaven, it ain't no tellin' Will it be mo' sunshine for the due time felon They gave him 10, do 3, self year, probation Law leaders not, unto no temptation Yall know how it be You make a monkey move, lay yourself on the street You'll understand me They don't care nuttin' 'bout you In that cold cell Can't do nuttin' but take what them folk give me I'm dead serious Them folk givin' away time Just to show us the good Lord keep lettin' the sun shine
One time for them niggas who got out today And my folks on stokes ?? just westward on Olympian Way Uh-huh And I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away
