A nigga ready from the get go
You don't know who you be fuckin' with youse better off dead
It was so hard to say "Goodbye", I'm a man now
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew
Quick to dodge danger, I'm takin' it one day
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
But Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli right Vi-near me
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
To take me out, is truly something difficult
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go
In case of physical breakdown, y'all can break now
Is what I say, best run the other way
I'm makin' Southern playalistic Cadillac muzik
It's all about that ses in yo chest
One is in the air and one is the chamber
My nine be doin' fine
3 5 7 to your fo'head, there'll be mo' dead 'cause I'ma pro, kid
And all the niggaz around the East Point way
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
I'm out of bullets lettin' loose my last clip
Step up nigga, if you want some
They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me
No more than 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac
I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
I call the wild because it's time to take the streets
It's that nigga down in the Dungeon with them playeristic hits
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
Don't even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke
About the days back when me Mammy had to work in kitchens
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Just an international playa, comin' through your stereo
We comin' around Atlanta and the niggaz are really strapped
It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin'
Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood with lead
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
From my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave
Say, "Stick in your little hole then coward duck your head"
But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz die
1 2 3, you need to think about the future
Can yo punk ass come out to play?
In case these yougstas wanna have some fun, I'd do it if I have to
I'm packin' my gage if I feel it, the glock, the gat, the nine, the heaters
It's all about that ses in yo chest
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
I take that back, that's my problem
I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my stand now
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
Yea that's how I do, you know that's how I do, you know that's how I do
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
My kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the temp
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
Remember at the party when we served them niggaz dandy
Bustin' caps with this a heat and load it clip up after clip
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
Make yourself exempt
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
College Park is really on the map
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
Yeah and it don't stop and it don't quit, to the motherfuckin'
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
On the concrete, remember when we ran deep
I used to sell dope but in 1994
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
We's havin' a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
Pussy footin' around don't be gettin' y'all nowhere but stuck
She had me makin' better grades to make a better life
But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for you
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
So if you ain't got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat
Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits
You 'posed to be quickest draw but man, I hail 'em faster
Organized Noize, PA, Goodie MOBB, Big Gipp
But in my hood hood, they hollerin' ghetto
It's just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin', I'm releasin' anger
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
With the muthafuckin' guns and the motherfuckin' glocks
At a time, I got the fattest dimes around my way
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre
So how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to blast ya?
Trippin with that drama, my Beretta's right beside me
You fuckin' slave, you better try another way
I got that nigga Dre, he ridin' shotgun and got my pump under my seat
You can sway with Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch
I ran the streets and broke my curfew 'cuz I gave a shit
But I never had no love or respect 'cuz we gon' be alright
I'ma kick you in your ass and your nigga gettin' pistol whipped
Just let you know, yeah
I carried guns and butcher knives 'cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It's all about that ses in yo chest, it's the joint
Turnin' and walkin' away, this ain't gon' work when they be robbin'
I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal
Until these niggaz wants to clear me off my street
See I be bustin' caps like my amp be bustin' speakers
I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do but naw
