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 ass nigga

But now we vultures, slam my nigga back out

To make his ass black out, or even pull your fuking head

To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a bitch full of dicks

But that don't be sounding like he's shit to me

See now in the ghetto or should I say Lakewood

You better be strapped cuz them niggaz 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 niggaz be wanting drinks and shit from the fuking 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

Niggaz I used to hang wit wants to act like they don't know me

Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of shit 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 niggaz 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. Niggaz, 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 shit is really just like selling smoke

If you got some fly shit, yo, niggaz gonna how we tote

Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track

Niggaz don't comprehend that it be deeper that Cadillacs

You know that, right, you bite, you fuked up

You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up

I rip shit wit pimp shit, I'm flinging it from the south

Talk bad about the A town, I'll bust you in your fuking mouth



Chorus