Crumblin' Testo

Verse One: AndreÝ 
YessuhÝ 
Let me dig into your brain, folks fallin like rainÝ 
Property got me sellin thangs, guess I'm gon' explainÝ 
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed upÝ 

But still Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teethÝ 
I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinkin that youÝ 
gots ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew thisÝ 
I'm crumblin', no time for fumblin sellin my sacks watchin my backÝ 
Wettin em up like splish, leavin em in a splashÝ 
of blood, the clock is tickin niggaz from my block is missinÝ 
I'm puttin it down like it be hot before we all get shotÝ 
Got, only so much time in this bastardÝ 
Bitter be claimin broke but I be sayin they pro-cras-ti-natinÝ 
Settlin for less, bet' be readyÝ 
when they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your chest andÝ 
youse gone, up outta here for goodÝ 
Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me know you understoodÝ 
Yeah, whassupÝ 

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There's only so much time left in this crazy worldÝ 
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erbÝ 
Niggaz can't let niggaz they don't understand (what's the master plan)Ý 
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erbÝ 

Verse Two: Big BoiÝ 
So check me out, seeÝ 
Once in a while when niggaz be tryin to test me I gets friskyÝ 
Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but shit they missed me huhÝ 
I'm gettin nice with them thangs, because I do like thatÝ 
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to datÝ 
I run my lyrics the way y'all wanna hear emÝ 
And shoot my dice like it's the brick the way that wall done flicks emÝ 
Nigga, so ring around the roses diamonds around my neck from flexinÝ 
But I'm runnin niggaz over like a ninety-fo' Lexus, test itÝ 
Ten millimeters count em nigga fuckin highÝ 
See I added a millimeter for y'all niggaz doin crimes and drivebysÝ 
Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora suckersÝ 
I flipped the script and turned the page ain't scared of you motherfuckersÝ 
Be boppin shots, like them hoes be poppin coochiesÝ 
and I still be spreadin bullets like them freaks be spreadin cootiesÝ 
So look here niggaz, I'm Huntin Red OctoberÝ 
I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is overÝ 

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Verse Three: Big Boi, AndreÝ 
Wooo! Big BoiÝ 
Got a type of nugget, blunt box, it's emptyÝ 
That's where the erb be droppin, it's simply marvelous time is tickinÝ 
But some of that time when I be layin vocals in the DungeonÝ 
Sugar Bear and Mon be smokin ounces like it ain't nuttinÝ 
It ain't shit, to take another hit so hit itÝ 
of the canibus seteva weed reefer yeah smoke shitÝ 
It's all day any til they label me deceasedÝ 
so fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the world peaceÝ 

We, is gonna smoke out, until we choke outÝ 
like some merry men, cowards I be buryinÝ 
Comin around my shop with that see nigga you gets nothinÝ 
just like DJ do the cuttin I be havin your posse duckin nothin butÝ 
King Shit, I am askin, sucka can you handÝ 
That player with the pepper throwin salt off in your gameÝ 
Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker don't be cryin on meÝ 
That stuff the sess be in my chest until I'm chillin in peace, yeahÝ 

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Outro: Big BoiÝ 

Ahhhh shit nowÝ 
Comin in like two fat hoes sittin off on Corn FlakesÝ 
Droppin these thangs like french fries in hot greaseÝ 
Big Gipp, Goodie Mob, P.A., OutKastÝ 
The J-O-I, just to let y'all niggaz knowÝ 
Forever pimpin never slippin that's how it isÝ 
That how it's gon' be, that's how it was in the pastÝ 
that's how it's gon' be in the futures niggaÝ 
It's all day eryday, so whatchu wanna do with it?Ý 
Bring that shit on, knowhatI'msayin? YeahÝ 


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