Underground music from ATL X
rearranged it, shorty be plated
Caniffia's growth is next to slay it
Damn right, we do it all day, bitch
Wide around these Benzes, 20 inch rims
It's what short told y 'all
We put them high beams on ya
With the boom boom, 12 inches kickin'
The most consecutive 15 albums,
Bitch, that's my favorite word,
I cashed a million dollar check on
ter out the kitchen sink,
I make more money every time you blink
Got you scratchin' your head,
He couldn't have made all that,
he must've robbed a brink
We've been around so long,
So when you see us on top,
You know we been number one
We feed families, when we rhyme,
You see mine, I never worry
I learned how to borrow from the best
me and short dog on the mic baby
Hell, it's going down all night baby,
shooting all haters on sight baby
don't stop the song now, it's not over
High as Dozier, L .A. weed
Monopolize the South like L .A. weed
This here be the Southwest Coast,
Eric Sermon, that's what I said, man
Fuck with short and I and be a dead man
Pass it to me, it's so hot
Uptown, hydro, it's in my genes
It's like green I just might be a fiend
Cause I've been trying to OD lately,
and you're never gonna rehabilitate me
On a mission since the 8th grade,
keep getting high and stay paid
me and short dawg on the mic baby
It's going down all night baby,
I'm shooting all haters on sight baby
Tonight is on fire, the roof is on fire
It's the loneliest, flawless,
Get to this cabbage like rabbits
You don't want no static,
from the hood to the glens
you don't want me vexed at you
and double the short though
Pistol gripping, keep on strippin',
never sippin', steady sippin'
slammin' these hoes like Scott Pippen
Game over, motherfucker, it's a done deal