| [Big Boi]Some of that uh, | |
| LTD Lincoln | |
| Town CarSome of that | |
| El Dorado funk, know what | |
| I'm talking about | |
| Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah | |
| You know we keep it crunk around here, | |
| A-town style | |
| Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what | |
| I wanna know[Hook] | |
| Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit | |
| Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit | |
| Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit | |
| Outkast, Goodie | |
| Mob and the | |
| Dungeon click | |
| Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit | |
| Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit | |
| Do 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 | |
| Back with | |
| Stankona, | |
| Dungeon Family | |
| Pearl Cadillac on dics adn vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and | |
| DickiesIt's the return of | |
| Billy Ocean, | |
| Cuervo is my drink | |
| Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street | |
| Three G ski, | |
| Slimm, Big | |
| Boi and ths is | |
| C B-O-N-EIf you need some back-up find | |
| Jerome,ya girl gonna give you grief at home | |
| Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin on[Hook][C-Bone] | |
| Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough | |
| When beef come areound can't let it go | |
| When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know | |
| Ridin rims real good down | |
| Old National | |
| It's trappable, two bed, | |
| Ja'causezi bath, it's natural | |
| Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable futhermuckers get mad | |
| Steady watching myself, got eyes in my back | |
| Don't take no slack, when you managing the trap | |
| If you work out, gotta get it right back | |
| I trap by day boy, rap by night, | |
| C-Bone in this | |
| Bitch College | |
| Park trump tight[Hook][T-Mo Goodie] | |
| I'm pimp tight, give a ****, niggaz know what's up | |
| It's T-Mo and | |
| Outkast in the back of my truck | |
| We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve | |
| It like it ain't about the money, we got to handle the job | |
| No colors or rags, just guns and masks | |
| We not scared to blast and dip off fast | |
| With the Dungeon click, just pulled a lick | |
| Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit[Slimm Calhoun] | |
| Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands | |
| Paint looking like | |
| Candyland, it's | |
| Sllimm the | |
| South Paw triggerman | |
| Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes | |
| Chop them hoez and then you skate, ack to the block wit the deflate | |
| Grams the | |
| O's, slabes to whole one's da flake | |
| A young nigga holdin big face foldin | |
| Pimps are known for catching runaways | |
| A good hustler's known to keep his gun away | |
| First nigga run up and try to jack mine,first nigga **** up to get flat lined | |
| Pack still stainless | |
| Coupe and | |
| Verts brainless | |
| Y'all don't wanna **** wit me, the trunk be at bangin | |
| Of the chain danling, y'all know that i'm form | |
| C.P[Hook][Andre 3000] | |
| Outkas wit a | |
| K, yeah them niggaz are hard | |
| Harder than a nigga trying to impress | |
| GodWe'll pull your're whole deck, **** pulling your card | |
| And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park | |
| Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard | |
| Now bitches sucking on my nouns and | |
| I'm eating their verbs | |
| Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat | |
| As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself | |
| If it's for the wealth i'll stop, well put i like this | |
| It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop | |
| Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall | |
| I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall | |
| Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall | |
| All y'all **** boys, tuck toys inside your pants | |
| Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance | |
| Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that | |
| TupacIn front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route | |
| Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta shit |