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Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talkin' about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Gettin' 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 click

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 nigga 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 Stankona, Dungeon Family
Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, T-shirts and Dickies
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink

Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Three G ski, Slim, Big Boi and this is C B O N E
If you need some back-up find Jerome
Ya girl gonna give you grief at home
Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin' 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 click

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 nigga 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'm gonna 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, untaxable futhermuckers get mad
Steady watchin' myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack when you managin' 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 click

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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps

I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz 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 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 click just pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know about the 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 click

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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps

Back on the scene, a sack of green sittin' on crome and rubber bands
Paint lookin' like Candy land, it's Slim the South Paw trigger man
Flippin' work and whippin' weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the deflate

Grams the O's, slabs to whole one's da flake
A young nigga holdin' big face foldin'
Pimps are known for catchin' runaways
A good hustler's known to keep his gun away

First nigga run up and try to jack mine
First nigga fuck up to get flat lined
Pack still stainless, Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me
The trunk be at bangin' of the chain danlin'
Y'all know that I'm form C.P.

[Incomprehensible]

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 click

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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps

Outkast wit a K, yeah them niggaz are hard
Harder than a nigga tryin' 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

Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now bitches suckin' on my nouns and I'm eatin' their verbs
Get full and niggaz, niggaz
Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat ass

As if pit bulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth I'll stop
Well, put I like this, it's like me selling 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 wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we learn 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 nigga wanna dance

Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that 2pac
In front of them ooh wops
Tryin' to show out that's the hoe route
Talkin' loud, talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit
Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car   Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talkin' about   Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah   You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style   Gettin' 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 click      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 nigga 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 Stankona, Dungeon Family   Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, T-shirts and Dickies   It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink      Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street   Three G ski, Slim, Big Boi and this is C B O N E   If you need some back-up find Jerome   Ya girl gonna give you grief at home   Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin' 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 click      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 nigga 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'm gonna 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, untaxable futhermuckers get mad   Steady watchin' myself, got eyes in my back   Don't take no slack when you managin' 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 click      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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps      I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz 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 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 click just pulled a lick   Now what you really wanna know about the 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 click      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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps      Back on the scene, a sack of green sittin' on crome and rubber bands   Paint lookin' like Candy land, it's Slim the South Paw trigger man   Flippin' work and whippin' weight, rock up, roll and get the papes   Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the deflate      Grams the O's, slabs to whole one's da flake   A young nigga holdin' big face foldin'   Pimps are known for catchin' runaways   A good hustler's known to keep his gun away      First nigga run up and try to jack mine   First nigga fuck up to get flat lined   Pack still stainless, Coupe and Verts brainless   Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me   The trunk be at bangin' of the chain danlin'   Y'all know that I'm form C.P.      [Incomprehensible]      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 click      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 nigga we straight gangsta pimps      Outkast wit a K, yeah them niggaz are hard   Harder than a nigga tryin' 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      Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard   Now bitches suckin' on my nouns and I'm eatin' their verbs   Get full and niggaz, niggaz   Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat ass      As if pit bulls went out of style, made a vow to myself   If it's for the wealth I'll stop   Well, put I like this, it's like me selling 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 wit your brain against the wall   Yeah, nigga naw, we learn 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 nigga wanna dance      Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that 2pac   In front of them ooh wops   Tryin' to show out that's the hoe route   Talkin' loud, talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit