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[dre] A nigga ready from the get go(blowe, blowe, blowe) Y’all hear my shit go, it’s andre. can yo punk ass come out to play? Stay in your little hole, then coward duck your head You don’t know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead Is what I say, best run the other way In case of physical breakdown...y’all can break now My kitchen full of heat, if you can’t take the temp Make yourself exempt Pussy footin around don’t be gettin y’all nowhere but stuck Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz die By gettin blasted, how drastic They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do, but naw (naw, naw) I take that back, that’s my problem Turnin and walkin away, this ain’t gon work when they be robbin As long as big boi’s still livin, never standin by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you want some Chorus(2x) Ain’t no thang but a chicken wang We havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the mary jane It’s just a pimps(players), mack daddies(east point) It’s all about that ses in yo chest(it’s the joint) [big boi] Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits It’s that nigga down in the dungeon with them playeristic hits I’m quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it’s the Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch I used to sell dope, but in 1994 I’m makin southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscin About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchens She had me makin better grades to make a better life But I never had no love or respect, cuz we gon be alright I ran the streets and broke my curfew cuz I gave a shit I carried guns and butcher knives cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeah It was so hard to say goodbye, I’m a man now I’m at the end of my street, so it’s time to take my stand now I call the wild because it’s time to take the streets So if you ain’t got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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