you under And shorty got his eyes on me, I got my eyes on him I know the look so I'm a ride on him I'm a catch his ass slippin then slide on in It's a
sleep in fear Cock my nine, and i'm out the window Drunk as fuck and high off that indo Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G. And i really don't think u wanna fuck
get a nigga like me started I'm regarded the hardest workin artist since 'Pac - NIGGAZ! And I ain't talkin if I'm liked or better I'm talkin if he was
: (D. Jenifer, G. Miller) from the compilation M.O.M. - Music For Our Mother Ocean Originally by Bad Brains Ooh... You don't want me anymore So I
Whyyy, would they get a nigga like me started I'm regarded the hardest workin artist since 'Pac - NIGGAZ! And I ain't talkin if I'm liked or better I'm
was in the crack game before baking soda Bitch I'm a o-g bitch I'm o-g I'm gettin high off my money til I O.D See you don't know me the bitches know me
O-P That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P The promoter of the flyness, witness with iris Of this lame and he came, but I'm the royal highness Don't'cha ever forget
critics are making my nerves hurt Since I'm saying fuck everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook Stealing
really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back
high, rollin' in my Tre' ride It's a fly day to make some G's On the W-E-ST-I-D-E And I'ma stay fly, bouncin' in ma Tre' ride [Verse 2] And it goes
stand it See a little peace so you gotta release a megaton bombs like Vietnam, but I'm calm Cause you cannot harm the G-O-D inside of me... this is a
Remember kissin' on Broadway, you die I was bein' your baby and tickin' and tockin' your clock See we done jumped the broom and now you know I'm good And
Nobody pulled a knife, nobody got done in L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to my city 'cuz I gotta lotta love Got a lotta love G A T E S, I hope
you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
fuck, sleep in fear Cock my nine and I'm out the window Drunk as fuck and high off that indo Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G. And I really don't think you wanna
D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch then hittin' the stash Before the year 2000
magic out of liquor store Give me a dollar and I turn that bitch into five And all I need is one more to get things started Get retarded and once you
'd rather, ball in a yacht, no callin the cops In the middle of the ocean, lettin my nine pop Givin a dime cock, blowin away Baggin the yae, tryin to get a wagon a