Nathaniel – OutKast

Nigga gotta go on the got down
Get the shit straight when i got damn get out
Well shit
This what really goin down

Whassup my nigga another day the same shit
Punk-ass c. o.’s on a nigga dick
Got me up at three o’clock cookin nappy grits
I’m a g from c. p. i can’t take the shit
Tryin to hold a nigga down in this country ass town
I’m used to smokin chronic movin pounds
They got a nigga on some “sir, yessir, left right left”
Throw me in a hole if my ass outta step
They treat you like a motherfuckin slave
Dopefiends, cryin jesus, swear they saved
Niggaz better get they game tight
Cause these crackers tryin to take a nigga life and they rights
I’m surrounded by fake-ass crooks
They swear they kingpins but don’t have money on they books
I hear so many lies it make me sick
These niggaz called ballers sellin dimes and licks
I can’t wait til the day they let me go
So i can eat some steak and shrimp
Grab a mic, and bust a flow
I’m audi 5 nigga lights out
Hold it down on the streets until the day that i get out

I’m out man


Lyric Nathaniel – OutKast