Ain't No Thang - Dirty Version - Outkast

Niggas in the point ain't changed...

Niggas in the point ain't changed...

1: (andre 3000)

A nigga ready from the get go

y'all hear my shit go, it's andre, can you punk ass come out to play

stay in your little hole, then coward tuck your head

you dont know who you be fucking with yous better off... dead

is what I say, best run the other way

in case of physical breakdown... y'all can break now

my kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the temp make yourself exempt

pussy footin' around dont be getting y'all nowhere but stuck

nowhere to duck, bullets flying, niggas dying

by getting 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, that's my problem

turnin' and walkin' away just ain't gon' work when they be robbin'

as long as big boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome

step up nigga if you want some

x2: ain't no thang but a chicken wang

we havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the mary jane

it's just the pimps, players, mack daddies, east point

it's all about that sess in your chest, it's the joint

2: (big boi)

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

it's that nigga down in the dungeon with them playeristic hits

I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause

it's the original ghetto bastard, so now I make a switch

used to sell dope, but in 1994 I'm makin' southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

but see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscing

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, 'cause we's gon' be alright

I ran the streets and broke my curfew 'cause I gave a shit

I carried guns and butcher knives 'cause I was steadily in the mix, yea

it was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now

I'm at the end of my street, so it time to take my stand now

I call the wild because it's time to take the streets

so if you ain't got the vertebrae or big enough nuts, retreat

I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal

just an international playa coming through your stereo

3: (andre 3000)

3-5-7 to your forehead, they'll be mo' dead, 'cause I'm a pro kid

but lord forgive me, I got to keep my milli right be near me

my nine be doin' fine until these niggas wants to clear me off my street

but in my hood hood, they hollerin' ghetto

dont got no neighbours, they hit the pipe and never let go

but I feel for them like chaka khan feel for you

ain't 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 niggas dandy

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

trippin' with the drama, my beretta's right beside me

one is in the air and one is in the chamber

y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin', I'm releasing anger

quick to dodge danger, I'm taking it one day at a time

I got the fattest dimes around my way, you can sway with andre

I'll take it to the ho-jo, bitch, just to let you know

4: (big boi)

it's on my friend, on the road again

I'm travelin' doing more than 65 on 85 off my cadillac

I got that nigga dre, he ridin' shotgun, and got my pump under my seat

in case these youngstas wanna have some fun

I'd do it if I have to bustin' caps with this here heat heater

load in clip up after clip I'm packing 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 sceard to blast ya

you supposed to be quickest draw, but man, well hell, I'm faster

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

before I shoot ya ass and dilute your blood with lead

from my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave

you fucking slave, you better try another way, to take me out

it's truly somethin' difficult, dont even run upon me

unless you want your brain broke

I'm out of bullets letting loose my last clip

I'm a kick you in yo' ass and yo' nigga getting pistol whipped

you know that's how I do, you know that's how I do

(big boi)

yeah and it dont stop and it dont quit, to the muthafuckin' organized noize

PA, goodie mob, big gipp, and all the niggas around the east point way

college park is really on the map, we comin' around atlanta

and the niggas are really strapped with the muthafuckin' guns

and the muthafuckin glocks, steady is the gas nigga

dont fear it, and it dont stop