808

Lyrics

[Verse 1: G-Rock] Foot on the streets [?] I rep that [?] ain't no [?] me [?] Soon as I stepped in there, all eyes on the [?] No matter [?] or [?], tempers flair, who cares? However [?] neck, wrist to the air [?] superstar grill reflect like a mearor How dare you try to compare? [?] matterial flair I make one phone call, and rip a track with [?] G-Rock with that [?] believe that [?] I'm in the dumptruck lack cati, so fly, so fast With that 808 man, [?] First [?] bitches' panties like [?] This Dungeon Family, get at me, nigga, I'm deadly [Chorus: ?] [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] [Verse 2: Big Gee] Candy paint, really [?] [?] get it, rolling smoke [?] this [?] Caution when we flossing, 'cause we awesome with this here [?] nigga [?] clip [?] talking 'bout [?] sit up [?] [?] I'm balling [?] three cups at a time Meet us by the [?] time Got Big Boi and big [?] big [?] [?] bankrolls [?] pitbulls [?] I died and came back, jack, [?] been here before I ran with [?] smoke dro and [?] [?] if you don't know me, test me, [?] rest in peace Long as I can [?] for me [Chorus: ?] [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] [Verse 3: Bun B] You ain''t got no way to your work, no work on these streets Those streets ain't got no stripes, they get they bitch ass beat [?] my swisher, my sweet, I'm pitching my heat Plus I [?] dro to blow, you know my mission's complete I'm flipping a fleat, while dripping candy on 4's With my blue steal, a cold gat Bitch nigga, hold that Na, nigga, hold this The coldest, my nuts the swolest My middle finger [?] Ain't nothing sweeter than the meater, man, the pole with the heater [?] rolled like the [?] man Plus we all young ghetto boys struggling Narcodic smuggling and underground juggling With butter brown bubbling in the pot til it rock Til it break, hit the block and get a lick Piping hot, so get it quick 'Cause it burn 'Cause the 808 bangs in the 88 Catolack [?] [?] my [?] niggas [?] [Chorus: ?] [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] [Verse 4: Big Boi] [?] feeling like my spinal cord will snap [?] I can't see jack But for the jack offs [?] packers [?] on the track [?] nigga [?] freebasing some crack While you be chasing some cat We lacing paragraphs for raps We facing jail time for these straps Up under the floor mat of the lack Open the glove box, give me the sack And roll this [?] fat Got a fresh [?] green [?] in that bag [?] like green eggs and ham [?] know you don't want me to [?] slam [?] to the paivment, gotta make a staitment Don't fuck with the Dungeon Family [Chorus: ?] [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?] Niggas know that they don't really want it [?]