Lyrics

[Verse 1: Phantasm] Let's get Deep, deep into the text, take a couple Years back, how we used to flex, always into Gear, the latest wear, Gucci kicks Forty deuce flicks, fat links, and thick chicks I started in the game pushing weight out of state and robbing Spots and selling Legend Coupes to chop shop Credit card scams? I was too young for that So I picked pockets and stole from the Gap A 9-to-5? Nah, they was bullsh… I wanted 'nough loot but didn't wanna work for it Years passed by, I got into the drug dealing To skins I'm appealing, a Jetta I'm wheeling This kid Tyheim said, "You can't be the man Selling hand-to-hand, you'll barely make a grand," and so We started conversating and 8-ball-guzzling Now I'm gun-smuggling and the money's coming in Me and my two-man crew, so what y'all Wanna do? Even put my partner U.G. on two Members tried to play important roles, man Now the contract's bigger than Derek Coleman DC Me? I got control of my life, know Hard times is trife, even thought about a wife, but Some kid named Boss Hogg tried to make my day Wanted the Tall Man dead, but just easy, dread [Hook: U.G. and Phantasm] Mob hats, cigars, fat cars, and cellulars It all comes together when you're rolling with the Good Dwellas Give me the ends, the Benz, plus the skins It all comes together when you roll like the Good Dwellas [Verse 2: U.G.] August 15th '94, bop and my red shirt Guest chick twisting up my dreadlocks. It was a Nice day, I was listening to Mary J Blige, the phone rung. Yo, I was surprised It wasn't my cellular phone, it was the red jack That only rings when a person got to get whacked I answered it. "What up?" Hah, it was my nig' Tall Man. "What up, son?" "What up, kid? How was that party for Def Jam?" He said, "Yo, U.G., this is serious business Word Come to my condo," so I jetted with the quickness Before I left, slipped the vest on my back I went to my gun rack and pulled off the MAC Not a Big Mac, a MAC-10. I'm Audi In the maroon Typhoon, looking rowdy A kid's screwing me at the light as I start to Roll the window down and be like, ("What's up now, partner?") There's no time for that, Pew! I'm gone On the radio "From the land…", it's on I make a left. There it is. Wait I ring the intercom so he can open up the gates And drive through, camera zoom on the plates My nig' hooked up it up like his name was Scarface—huh! Cool, Phan' was near the pool with two Light-skinned cuties with G-strings up their booties Phan', who's the cheese? (Ayyo, easy fella Tell 'em 'bout the story, how it go, the Good Dwellas") [Hook: U.G. and Phantasm] Mob hats, cigars, fat cars, and cellulars It all comes together when you're rolling with the Good Dwellas Give me the ends, the Benz, plus the skins It all comes together when you roll like the Good Dwellas [Verse 3: U.G., Phantasm, and (Ad-Libs)] The conversation Begun, Phan' was vexed. I can tell 'Cause every time he spoke, the vein in his head would swell He said, "Ayyo, this kid Boss Hogg is illing He's back on the street, and the idiot is killing Our business. What, is this man crazy? U.G., I want him done, Ghost like Patrick Swayze." "Yo So what's the dialogue about the Hogg Boss, that is?" "He robbed the barber shop and he dropped four of our kids (Oh word?) He even shook down the jerk chicken and the spots Hit Ty for 30 G's and 40 Glocks." As we Leave the estate, a vehicle tailgates Thinking of a plot or a plan to create a di- -version, swerve through curves and through the grass I gotta bolt fast, I find a station real fast (Ding, ding!) "Habib, give me twenty on three." "Ayyo Word up, G. That's the same black Infiniti From my crib they followed us, they park right there by The school bus. Buddha bless if they wan' test U.G., fix your vest. Here they're coming." "Uh huh." "I can't get Live with the two-five, so keep the engine running Then again, chill, pass my Reese's Pieces Look what I sees: three white DT's Now peep the Ares that roll in. Brothers on the wall Like pins when you're bowling, plus the car is stolen Them kids doing bids, seven-to-ten." "Yeah" "Now who's gonna stop us now? The Good Dwellas The kingpins" [Hook: U.G. and Phantasm] (x2) Mob hats, cigars, fat cars, and cellulars It all comes together when you're rolling with the Good Dwellas Give me the ends, the Benz, plus the skins It all comes together when you roll like the Good Dwellas