Gangsta Sh*t (feat. Slimm Calhoun, C-BONE & T-Mo)

Some of that, uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car

Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about?

Gangsta shit, you know? Laid 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

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 clique

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, ****, we straight gangsta pimps

O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-double O-D-I-E so fresh, so clean

Back with Stankonia, Dungeon Family-ee

Pearl Cadillac on bigs and vogues, flip flops, t-shirt and Dickies

It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink

Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the streets

Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C-B-O-N-E

If you need some backup, find your own

Yo' girl gon' give you grief at home

Just tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that she's playin' on

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 clique

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, ****, we straight gangsta pimps

Dope Boys in the trap, like to stack the dough

When beef come around, can't let it go

When my funds turn legit, I'ma let you know

Ridin' rims real good down Old National

It's trappable

Two bed, jacuzzi bath

It's natural

Puttin' cheese in ya stash

Un-taxable

Futhermuckers get mad

Steady watchin' myself, got eyes in my back

Don't take no slack, when you managing the trap

If you front, work out, gotta get it right back

I trap by day, boy, rap by night

C-Bone in this bitch, College Park, trump tight

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 clique

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, ****, we straight gangsta pimps

I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, **** 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's 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 clique, just pulled a lick

Now what 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?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

OutKast, Goodie Mob, and the Dungeon clique

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, ****, we straight gangsta pimps

Back on the scene, a sack of green, sitting on chrome and rubber bands

Paint lookin' like Candy Land, it's Slimm, the South Paw triggerman

Flippin' work and whippin' weight, rock up, roll and get the papes

Chop them hoes and then you skate, back to the block with the mate

Grams the O's, slabs to whole, was a young **** holdin', big face foldin'

Pimps are known for catching runaways

A good hustla's known to keep his gun away

First **** run up and try to jack mine

First **** fuck up to get flat lined

Pack still stainless, Coupe and Verts brainless

Y'all don't wanna fuck with we

The trunk be bangin', off the chain danglin'

Y'all know that I'm from CP

When we shoot boy, shot don't reverse

Sent for you downtown, sent for the nurse, seen

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 clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit? (Do you really?)

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit? (Yeah, yeah)

Dirty South, ****, we straight gangsta pimps

OutKast with a K, yeah, them **** are hard

Harder than a **** trying to impress God

We'll pull your whole deck, fuck pullin' your card

And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park

And play the sweetest melody the street ever heard

Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating they verbs

Get full and ****, ****, 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 it like this, it's like me sellin' some dope

Because my girlfriend wants to shop

Wrong reason, whatever the season

Hey, winter, spring, summer, or fall, I don't stall

Slow drag with your brain against the wall

Yeah, ****, naw, we lean to the side, don't fall

All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants

Just to pull it out, point it at the ground

And make a **** wanna dance

Now what that be for? You're on that reefer

And on that Tupac, in front of them ooh-wops

Trying to show out, that's the ho route

Talking loud, talking 'bout that's gangsta shit