Front Back 作词：Chad Butler, Bernard Freeman, Clifford Harris, O'shea Jackson, Joseph Modeliste, Arthur Neville, Leo Nocentelli, George Porter, Freddie Southwell, Eric Wright, Andre Young
Ladies and gentlemen T.I.P., aye Fre-fre-fresh
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, ah ah? 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 Bun
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck Fuel exhaust, and a motor out a ninety-four '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 One of Jeezy's 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'
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It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta Swangin' on T.I., S's and Fo's Pirellis and Blades and 'em crews of hoes I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my pose
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab, the dunks, the drops The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back up on 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. 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
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I'm switchin' lane to lane, leanin' on the switch Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in a candy red Biarritz Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die
But I don't really wanna hit ya with this hot thang I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a Colt fo' Bangin' on the Screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do'
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