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OutKast - Myintrotoletuknow lyrics
Big Boi) Time and time again see I be thinking about that future Back in the day when we slaves up everyone's a cool ass nigga But now we vultures slam my nigga back out To make his ass black out or even pull your fuking head To make his whole crew believers you're harder than a bitch full of dicks But that don't be sounding like he's shit to me See now in the ghetto or should I say Lakewood You better be strapped cuz them niggaz over there just ain't good Just being a hustla, serving on all your customers Rent was due on the 1st of the month so I'm hustling I buy you 50 box of Phillies at the Citgo And niggaz be wanting drinks and shit from the fuking sto', yo But that's aight, tho', cuz I be getting paid And every trip I take, there's a dollar to be made I'm digging through my pockets for my earnings got you five Deep, there it is, now it's time to smoke that jive (Chorus) If you smoke a dime, then I'll smoke a dime (2x) Hey 'Dre, Let 'em know what's up (Andre) I've been slipping, slowly but surely Niggaz I used to hang wit wants to act like they don't know me Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of shit up on my mind I wipe the boo-boo from my brain then I finish your behind Take a number, I caught you in a slumber I hit you for a lick, I'm in the slammer for the summer But now it's the fall, I'm having a ball, making my nickels act strong To my niggaz got to servin when they beep and when they call I got the Peter, Paul and plus that Mary Jane I'm rolling reefer out of a Regal, how could I refrain from being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous I'm hangin wit the P.A. Niggaz, ain't no gankin us See you can try, if you try, if you don't, you don't If you wanna battle, it's either that you will or you won't See that rap shit is really just like selling smoke If you got some fly shit, yo, niggaz gonna how we tote Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track Niggaz don't comprehend that it be deeper that Cadillacs You know that, right, you bite, you fuked up You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up I rip shit wit pimp shit, I'm flinging it from the south Talk bad about the A town, I'll bust you in your fuking mouth Chorus |
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