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OutKast - Slump lyrics
backbone} from front to back street, listen, we on a mission to get right, workin street corner in the midnight picture the scene, these feinds w/fire 10 $ dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that im with whateva like wheatstraw stuck servin my cocaine raw stop 62 off the brick, jump back 20 over now thats more money to get slick, we fin to LICK on this corner without gettin caught but time, keep a sleepin and money gettin short plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow sangin *(fuck him)* that why he ride thro the hole w/the do swingin but i make moves -- shake them tricks up they shoestrings be more precise when we do things cuz life like shakin the dice, but i buck back twice like 5--deuce, fo -trey, okay im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops {big boi} sheyit cops and robbers niggaz be bound to get them $s and cents they get in a slump like baseball players when they short on they rent anything gion you aint knowin how much money YOU spent but in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents who hang around you cuz you be buyin all the weed and ALL the chicken feedin everybody, smokin em out when you was broke tho they was missin now you ridin bout fo deep startin to tear up YOU suspension and your baby mamma on child support my fault, forgot to mention you dont even have a checkin account wasnt thinkin about no pension i used to work at Steak -n- Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen had determination and graduated now i got the whole rap world fascinated i wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so i made it continue to sell dope, its payin the bills so you gon do it but legislation got this new policy 3 strikes and youre ruined.......now where your crew at? yea....... im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops {cool breeze} ay me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin em slabs we better watch what we doin and look out for Joe Nab and quit re'in-up and standin on this same old block before our gangsta ass partna get both of us shot niggaz talkin cuz they makin some flow but still aint did nuttin that int been done befo you cant be tryin to showcase, just put it down for your spot and improvise and work with that little you got so i think when i finish sellin my last sack imma take some of this money, go and give some back cuz people wont forget about the time you gave, know what im sayin? and start thinkin bout a path to pave im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops im strickly dressin dirty dirty gone represent it to the t-top born and bred up on the street top and forever hollerin "hootie hoo" when we see cops |
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