Crumblin' Erb

歌詞

Verse 1: (andre 3000) yessuh, let me dig into your brain, folks fallin' like rain poverty got me sellin' thangs guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up but still andre got action, they sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinking that you gots ample time to do this, have you shot I though you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling sellin' my sacks watchin' my back wettin 'em up like splish, leave 'em in a splash of blood the clock is tickin' niggaz from my block is missin' I'm putting it down like be hot before we all get shot got only so much time in this bastard niggaz be claimin' pro, but I be sayin' they pro-cras-ti-nating settlin' for less better be ready when they roll up in your nest and sink one in your chest and yous gone, up outta here for good y'all be bobbin' back and forth to let me know you understood yeah what's up? Hook: (sleepy brown) there's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb niggaz killin' niggaz they dont understand, (what's the matter plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Verse 2: (big boi) so check me out, see once in a while when niggaz be tryin to test me I gets frisky, grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but shit they missed me huh, I'm getting nice with them thangs because I do like that you heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to dat I run my lyrics the way y'all wanna hear 'em and shoot my dice against the brick the way I wanna flicks 'em nigga, so ring around the roses, diamonds around my neck won't flex it but I'm runnin' niggaz over like a '94 lexus test it ten millimeters count 'em nigga fuck a nine see I added a millimeter for y'all niggaz doin' crimes and drive-bys kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayonara suckas I flipped the script and turned the page ain't scared of you mothafuckas be bobbin' shots, like them hoes be poppin' coochies and I still be spreadin' bullets like them freaks be spreadin' cooties so look here niggaz, I'm huntin' Red October I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over (hook) Verse 3: (big boi) whooo! Big Boi gotta tampa nugget, blunt box, it's empty that's where the 'erb be droppin' it's simply marvelous time is tickin' but some of that time when I be layin' vocals in the Dungeon Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking ounces like it ain't nuttin' It ain't shit to take another hit so hit it, of the cannibus, sativa weed reefer yeah smoke shit, it's all day and until they label me deceased so fire up another one and smoke out and fuck a world peace! (andre 3000) we is gonna smoke out, until we choke out like some merry men, cowards I be burying comin' around my trap with that, see nigga you gets nothing just like DJ do the cuttin', I be havin' your posse duckin' nothing but King shit, I am asking, sucka can you hang that player with the pepper throwin' salt off in your game sprinkle, sprinkle mothafucka don't be crying on me that southern sess be in my chest until I'm chillin' in peace, yeah! (hook) Verse 4: (big boi) Ah shit now, comin' in like two fat hoes sittin' off on cornflakes droppin' this thangs like french fries in hot grease Bigg Gipp, Goodie Mob, PA, Outkast, the J-O-I just to let y'all niggaz know forever pimpin', never slippin' that's how it is, that's how it's gon be, that's how it was in the past that's how it's gon be in the future nigga it's all day ayan day, so what you wanna do wit it bring that shit on, you know what I'm sayin'! (hook x3)