Live from Chattanooga
Reporting live from them Chattanooga streets
Tryna' keep the peace
Swimming in them lakes out in the east
Pray it never sink
Keep your eyes open when you sleep
Dog, don't even blink
Doing homicides at fifteen
They don't even think (Fuck that shit!)
Cold blooded, cold-hearted niggas retarded
I do this for my niggas with blickas', won't be a target
I do this for my single mothers who ain't got the patience
And for the children who don't know where the fuck they daddy stayin'
I ain't waiting on no hand outs, been had this planned out
I stand out like a bump on your lip, i'm a pimp
Where's that steak and shrimp?
Mix that white sauce and that hot sauce all up in my shit, bitch
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
The south back, you niggas better watch that
Your main lady, we housed that
And she don't know where any of our house at
Knock you out, this shit sound like pap-pap
Pussy boy go take a cat nap
Back in this bitch with my backpack
Put the town on my back like a back tat
I be that nigga just rollin' and smokin'
Was teachin' Jamoki, just how to switch gears in the stick (Skirt!)
Stallin' my engine and shit, we was talking about bitches and kicks, uh
Real OG, spill O-E for my niggas locked
Motherfuck a court judge and cops
And thots, nigga, we coming after ya
Giving 'em shots like we bout to send 'em to Africa
Drinking to much Actavis, that must be why they acting up
Only getting closer mothafucka', ain't no backing up. Uh
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
Tryna' keep the peace
Swimming in them lakes out in the east
Pray it never sink
Keep your eyes open when you sleep
Dog, don't even blink
Doing homicides at fifteen
They don't even think (Fuck that shit!)
Cold blooded, cold-hearted niggas retarded
I do this for my niggas with blickas', won't be a target
I do this for my single mothers who ain't got the patience
And for the children who don't know where the fuck they daddy stayin'
I ain't waiting on no hand outs, been had this planned out
I stand out like a bump on your lip, i'm a pimp
Where's that steak and shrimp?
Mix that white sauce and that hot sauce all up in my shit, bitch
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
The south back, you niggas better watch that
Your main lady, we housed that
And she don't know where any of our house at
Knock you out, this shit sound like pap-pap
Pussy boy go take a cat nap
Back in this bitch with my backpack
Put the town on my back like a back tat
I be that nigga just rollin' and smokin'
Was teachin' Jamoki, just how to switch gears in the stick (Skirt!)
Stallin' my engine and shit, we was talking about bitches and kicks, uh
Real OG, spill O-E for my niggas locked
Motherfuck a court judge and cops
And thots, nigga, we coming after ya
Giving 'em shots like we bout to send 'em to Africa
Drinking to much Actavis, that must be why they acting up
Only getting closer mothafucka', ain't no backing up. Uh
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
2, 3 nigga's gettin' high in the Cadillac
Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah
It's bout' time we fuckin' made it
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