Front Salad Back Salad Front Blunt - All These Fingers

Ladies and gentlemen T.I.P., aye! I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now King amongst kings! But it's an absolute honor and a pleasure, y'know I'm sayin', to bring you Some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man Hey boy! (Pimp C nigga!) I gotta '66 Impala so fresh White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome On 26 inches just to get my roll on On a Jesus songs on, make them bitches get low I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip Or get hit up in yo'... (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) Never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Side to side) (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Fro-front, front back, Side to side) It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's) Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my hoes When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes Dedicated to the slab (slab), the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops) The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops) Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.) Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) Never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Side to side) (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Fro-front, front back, Side to side) I'm switchin' lane to lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch) Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in the candy red whips (whips) Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks) Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind) Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine) If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it) Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die) But I don't really wanna hit ya wit' this hot thang I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a poor fo' Bangin' on the screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' Yo, yo (Back, front back) Yo, yo (Fro-front, front back) Yo (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) Never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Side to side) (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride (Fro-front, front back, Side to side) (Back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side) (Ba-ba-ba, back, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Fro-front, front back) (Side to side)

Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Will the real X to the Z please stand up? With my niggaz and my guns, not givin' a fuck Stickin' 'em up at point blank range They say the more things change, they stayin' the same I can't complain Type of shit that make you wish you was dead Make you bite the curb and stomp down on the back of your head Blow it out like a afro pick Attract bitches like flies to shit Pop pills and ride the dick Niggaz can't swing this quick, I'm Dark McGwire Bangin' shit over the fence with Rocwilder Listen, niggaz do anything for a dollar, even Killin' they own, let it be known, it's like It ain't safe where I'm from Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome Rather be caught with it than caught without one Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own It ain't safe where I'm from Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome Rather be caught with it than caught without one Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own I'm pullin' pistols if you don't break bread Mr. Wrong Side of the bed only get excited for head Now print this in your industry books If it wasn't for crooks you niggaz'd still sport the Jordache look Hit the switch, Front 2 Back, side to side Natural Born Killers never let shit slide Never rely on the next man to swing for you A rock and a hard place, duck between the two And y'all bitches just somethin' to do, don't get it twisted You're Easy Like Sunday Mornin' and shopliftin' It go simple as that, I'm never givin' half to a rat I'd rather bam in your face with a bat You get tied down to the tracks Used to make a living cookin' coke to crack, now I can't turn back This is holocaust rap nigga, overreact And I'ma bring it to yo' chest like an asthma attack, ya heard? It ain't safe where I'm from Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome Rather be caught with it than caught without one Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here

Tell me now, how high's the ladder? Yeah I'm drunk right now Don't know what's the matter And if karma saves, just what's it waiting on? I feel like I'm insane Tell me now what in aura Yeah I'm stuck right now Stuck on my horoscope And if karma saves just what's it waiting on I feel like I'm insane Times slipping away When's my big start? Just fall asleep don't fall apart Fall apart yeah I've never been so tired or awake Spirits drained all the way I'm a wreck in a beret And I feel like Ah Ah ah ah I need control Got me over the line Chaos roams Yeah I lost my soul Yeah so baby Tell me now, how high's the ladder? Yeah I'm drunk right now Don't know what's the matter And if karma saves just what's it waiting on? I feel like I'm insane Tell me now what in aura Yeah I'm stuck right now Stuck on my horoscope The future's blind Just what's it waiting for I feel like I'm insane I dreamt I caught the moon and swam across Oh of course yeah I lost it Couldn't fall back asleep Now I'm exhausted again I Feel Like Ah Ah ah ah I need control Is this who I am now yeah danger zone? (Danger zone) I don't want this role (I don't want this role) Times slipping away when's my big start Just fall asleep don't fall apart Fall apart, yeah Tell me now, how high's the ladder? Yeah I'm drunk right now know what's the matter And if karma saves just what's it waiting on? I feel like I'm insane Tell me now, what's in an aura? Yeah I'm stuck right now Stuck on my horoscope The future's blind Just what's it waiting for?