Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Aint No Thang

[dre]

A nigga ready from the get go(blowe, blowe, blowe)

Yall hear my shit go, its andre. can yo punk ass come out to play?

Stay in your little hole, then coward duck your head

You dont know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead

Is what I say, best run the other way

In case of physical breakdown...yall can break now

My kitchen full of heat, if you cant take the temp

Make yourself exempt

Pussy footin around dont be gettin yall nowhere but stuck

Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz die

By gettin blasted, how drastic

They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do

I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do, but naw (naw, naw)

I take that back, thats my problem

Turnin and walkin away, this aint gon work when they be robbin

As long as big bois still livin, never standin by my lonesome

Step up nigga, if you want some

Chorus(2x)

Aint no thang but a chicken wang

We havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the mary jane

Its just a pimps(players), mack daddies(east point)

Its all about that ses in yo chest(its the joint)

[big boi]

Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits

Its that nigga down in the dungeon with them playeristic hits

Im quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, its the

Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch

I used to sell dope, but in 1994

Im makin southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscin

About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchens

She had me makin better grades to make a better life

But I never had no love or respect, cuz we gon be alright

I ran the streets and broke my curfew cuz I gave a shit

I carried guns and butcher knives cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeah

It was so hard to say goodbye, Im a man now

Im at the end of my street, so its time to take my stand now

I call the wild because its time to take the streets

So if you aint got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat

Im ready to wet em up like cereal

Just an international playa, comin through your stereo

Chorus(2x):

[dre]

3-5-7 to your fohead, therell be mo dead

Cause ima pro, kid

But lord forgive me, I gots to keep my milli right vi-near me

My nine be doin fine until these niggaz wants to clear me off my street

But in my hood hood, they hollerin ghetto

Dont got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go

But I feel for them like chaka khan feel for you

Aint shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew

On the concrete, remember when we ran deep

Remember at the party when we served them niggaz dandy

They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me

Trippin with that drama, my berettas right beside me

One is in the air and one is the chamber

Yall ask me what the fuck Im doin, Im releasin anger

Quick to dodge danger, Im takin it one day

At a time, I got the fattest dimes around my way

You can sway with andre, Ill take it to the ho-jo, bitch

Just let you know, yeah

Chorus(2x):

[big boi]

Its on my friend, on the road again, Im travelin

No more than 65 on 85 off in my cadillac

I got that nigga dre, he ridin shotgun

And got my pump under my seat,

In case these yougstas wanna have some fun

Id do it if I have to,

Bustin caps with this a heat and load it clip up after clip

Im packin my gauge, if I feel it

The glock, the gat, the nine, the heaters

See I be bustin caps like my amp be bustin speakers

So how do you figure that big boi be scared to blast ya

You posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail em faster

1-2-3, you need to think about the future

Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood with lead

From my hollow tips, Ill send you to an early grave

You fuckin slave, you better try another way

To take me out, is truly something difficult

Dont even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke

Im out of bullets lettin loose my last clip

Ima kick you in your ass and your nigga gettin pistol whipped

You know thats how I do, you know thats how I do

Chorus(2x)

Yeah and it dont stop and it dont quit, to the motherfuckin..

Organized noize, pa, goodie mob, big gipp and all the niggaz

Around the east pointe way

College park is really on the map

We comin around atlanta and the niggaz are really strapped

With the muthafuckin guns and the motherfuckin glocks

Steady is the gas nigga, dont fear it and it dont stop

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Stay in your little hole, then coward duck your head You dont know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead Is what I say, best run the other way In case of physical breakdown...yall can break now My kitchen full of heat, if you cant take the temp Make yourself exempt Pussy footin around dont be gettin yall nowhere but stuck Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz die By gettin blasted, how drastic They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do, but naw (naw, naw) I take that back, thats my problem Turnin and walkin away, this aint gon work when they be robbin As long as big bois still livin, never standin by my lonesome Step up nigga, if you want some Chorus(2x) Aint no thang but a chicken wang We havin a smoke out in the dungeon with the mary jane Its just a pimps(players), mack daddies(east point) Its all about that ses in yo chest(its the joint) [big boi] Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits Its that nigga down in the dungeon with them playeristic hits Im quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, its the Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch I used to sell dope, but in 1994 Im makin southernplayalisticadillacmuzik But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscin About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchens She had me makin better grades to make a better life But I never had no love or respect, cuz we gon be alright I ran the streets and broke my curfew cuz I gave a shit I carried guns and butcher knives cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeah It was so hard to say goodbye, Im a man now Im at the end of my street, so its time to take my stand now I call the wild because its time to take the streets So if you aint got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat Im ready to wet em up like cereal Just an international playa, comin through your stereo Chorus(2x): [dre] 3-5-7 to your fohead, therell be mo dead Cause ima pro, kid But lord forgive me, I gots to keep my milli right vi-near me My nine be doin fine until these niggaz wants to clear me off my street But in my hood hood, they hollerin ghetto Dont got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go But I feel for them like chaka khan feel for you Aint shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew On the concrete, remember when we ran deep Remember at the party when we served them niggaz dandy They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me Trippin with that drama, my berettas right beside me One is in the air and one is the chamber Yall ask me what the fuck Im doin, Im releasin anger Quick to dodge danger, Im takin it one day At a time, I got the fattest dimes around my way You can sway with andre, Ill take it to the ho-jo, bitch Just let you know, yeah Chorus(2x): [big boi] Its on my friend, on the road again, Im travelin No more than 65 on 85 off in my cadillac I got that nigga dre, he ridin shotgun And got my pump under my seat, In case these yougstas wanna have some fun Id do it if I have to, Bustin caps with this a heat and load it clip up after clip Im packin my gauge, if I feel it The glock, the gat, the nine, the heaters See I be bustin caps like my amp be bustin speakers So how do you figure that big boi be scared to blast ya You posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail em faster 1-2-3, you need to think about the future Before I shoot your ass and dilute your blood with lead From my hollow tips, Ill send you to an early grave You fuckin slave, you better try another way To take me out, is truly something difficult Dont even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke Im out of bullets lettin loose my last clip Ima kick you in your ass and your nigga gettin pistol whipped You know thats how I do, you know thats how I do Chorus(2x) Yeah and it dont stop and it dont quit, to the motherfuckin.. Organized noize, pa, goodie mob, big gipp and all the niggaz Around the east pointe way College park is really on the map We comin around atlanta and the niggaz are really strapped With the muthafuckin guns and the motherfuckin glocks Steady is the gas nigga, dont fear it and it dont stop Нравится песня? 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