P-p-p-p-p-party
Niggas in the point aint changed
Niggas in the point aint change, yeah
A nigga ready from the get go blah, blah, blah
Yall hear my shit go, its Andr
Can yo punk ass come out to play? Say
Stay in yo little hole, then coward tuck yo head
You dont know who you be fuckin with yous better off, dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical breakdown, yall can break now
My kitchen full of heat
If you cant take the temp make yourself exempt
Pussy footin around be getting yall nowhere but stuck
Nowhere to duck, bullets flying, niggas dying
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do
But naw naw, naw, I take that back, thats my problem
Turnin and walkin away just aint gon work when they be robbin
As long as Big Bois still livin, never standin by my lonesome
Step up nigga if you want some yeah, yeah
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits
Its that nigga down in the Dungeon with them playeristic hits
Im quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause at 50
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I used to sell dope
But in 1994 Im makin Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik
But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscing
About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchen
She had me makin better grades to make a better life
But I never had no love or respect, cause wes gon be alright
I ran the streets and broke my curfew cause I gave a shit
I carried guns and butcher knives
Cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, Im a man now
Im at the end of my street, so its time to take my stand now
I call the wild because its time to take the streets
So if you aint got the vertebrae or big enough nuts, retreat
Im ready to wet em up like cereal
Just an international player coming through yo stereo yeah, you see
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Three, five, seven to yo forehead, theyll be mo dead, cause Im a pro kid
But lord forgive me, I got to keep my milli right beneath me
My .9 be doin fine
Until these niggas wants to clear me off my street
But in my hood, hood, they hollerin ghetto
Dont got no neighbours, they hit the pipe and never let go
But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for you
Aint shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew
Off the concrete, remember when we ran deep?
Member at the party when we served them niggas dandy?
They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me
Trippin with the drama, my berettas right beside me
One is in the air and one is in the chamber
Yall ask me what the fuck Im doin, Im releasing anger
Quick to dodge danger, Im taking it one day at a time
I got the fattest dimes around my way, you can sway with Andr
Ill take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch, just to let you know, yeah
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Its on my friend, on the road again
Im travelin doin more than 65 on 85 off my Cadillac
I got that nigga Dre, he ridin shotgun, and got my pump under my seat
In case these youngsters wanna have some fun
Id do it if I have to bustin caps with this heat heater
Load in clip up after clip Im packing my gauge, if I feel it
The glock, the gat, the .9, the heaters
See I be bustin caps like my amp be bustin speakers
So how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to blast ya?
You posed to be quickest draw, my man, we hail em faster
Uh, one, two, three, you need to think about the future
Before I shoot yo ass and dilute yo blood with lead
From my hollow tips, Ill send you to an early grave
You fucking slave, you better try another way, to take me out
Its truly somethin difficult, dont even run upon me
Unless you want yo brain broke
Im out of bullets letting loose my last clip
Ima kick you in yo ass and yo nigga getting pistol whipped
Yeah, thats how I do, you know thats how I do
You know thats how I do yeah, you see
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Aint no thang but a chicken wang
Wes havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
Its just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
Its all about that cess in yo chest its the joint
Yeah and it dont stop and it dont quit
To the motherfuckin Organized Noize
PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp, and all the niggas around the East Point way
College park is really on the map, we comin around Atlanta
And the niggas are really strapped with the motherfuckin guns
And the motherfuckin glocks, the heaters, the gats
Nigga, dont fear it, dont stop