[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