[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 a** n****
But now we vultures, slam my n**** back out
To make his a** black out, or even pull your f**ing head
To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a b**** full of d***s
But that don't be sounding like he's s*** to me
See now in the ghetto or should I say Lakewood
You better be strapped cuz them n***** 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 n***** be wanting drinks and s*** from the f**ing 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
n***** I used to hang wit wants to act like they don't know me
Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of s*** 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 n***** got to servin when they beep and when they call
I got the Peter Bong 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. n*****, 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 s*** is really just like selling smoke
If you got some fly s***, yo, n***** gonna how we tote
Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track
n***** don't comprehend that it be deeper that Cadillacs
You know that, right, you b***, you f**ed up
You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up
I rip s*** wit pimp s***, I'm flinging it from the south
Talk bad about the A town, I'll bust you in your f**ing mouth
[Chorus]
Time and time again see I be thinking about that future
Back in the day when we slaves up everyone's a cool a** n****
But now we vultures, slam my n**** back out
To make his a** black out, or even pull your f**ing head
To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a b**** full of d***s
But that don't be sounding like he's s*** to me
See now in the ghetto or should I say Lakewood
You better be strapped cuz them n***** 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 n***** be wanting drinks and s*** from the f**ing 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
n***** I used to hang wit wants to act like they don't know me
Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of s*** 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 n***** got to servin when they beep and when they call
I got the Peter Bong 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. n*****, 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 s*** is really just like selling smoke
If you got some fly s***, yo, n***** gonna how we tote
Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track
n***** don't comprehend that it be deeper that Cadillacs
You know that, right, you b***, you f**ed up
You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up
I rip s*** wit pimp s***, I'm flinging it from the south
Talk bad about the A town, I'll bust you in your f**ing mouth
[Chorus]