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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
André 3000
André 3000
Vocals
Big Boi
Big Boi
Vocals
Ray Murray
Ray Murray
Programming
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
Programming
Sleepy Brown
Sleepy Brown
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Patton
Antwan Patton
Songwriter
Patrick Brown
Patrick Brown
Songwriter
Ray Murray
Ray Murray
Songwriter
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Organized Noize
Organized Noize
Producer
Sean "Shy Boy" Davis
Sean "Shy Boy" Davis
Recording Engineer
Mark Hawley
Mark Hawley
Assistant Engineer
NHP Sound, Inc.
NHP Sound, Inc.
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Time and time again, see, I be thinking about that future
Back in the days when we was slaves, I bet we was some cool ass ****
But now we vultures, slam my **** back out
To make his ass black out, or even pull your fucking heater
To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a bitch full of dicks
But that don't be sounding like king shit to me
See, now in the ghetto, or should I be saying Lakewood?
You better be strapped 'cause them **** over there just ain't good
Just being a hustler, serving the loyal customers
Rent was due on the first of the month, so I'm hustling
I buy you fifty box of Phillies at the Citgo
And **** be wanting drinks and shit from the fucking sto', yo
But that's aight, though, 'cause I be getting paid
And every trip I take, there's a dollar to be made
I'm digging through my pockets for my earnings got you five
Deep, there it is, now it's time to smoke that dime
If you smoke a dime, then I'll smoke a dime
If you smoke a dime, then I'll smoke a dime (Big Dre, let 'em know what's up)
Time is slipping, slowly but surely
**** I used to hang with wants to act like they don't know me
Come and listen to my story, I gots a lot of shit up on my mind
I wipe the boo-boo from my brain then I finish up my rhyme
Take a number, I caught you in a slumber
I hit you for a lick, I'm in the slammer for the summer
But now, it is the fall, I'm having a ball, making my nickel sacks crawl
To my **** got to serving when they beep and when they call
I got the Peter, Paul and plus that Mary Jane
I'm rolling reefer out of a Regal, how could I refrain
From being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous?
I'm hanging with the P-A ****, ain't no changing us
See, you can try, if you try, if you don't, you don't
If you wanna battle, it's either that you will or you won't
See, that rap shit is really just like selling smoke
If you got some fire shit, yo **** gonna always toke
Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track
**** don't comprehend that it be deeper than Cadillacs
You know that, right, you bite, you fucked up
You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up?
I rip shit wit pimp shit, I'm slanging it from the South
Talk bad about the A-town, I'll bust you in your fucking mouth
If you smoke a dime (Yeah, like that for the A town)
Say, I'll smoke a dime (It might be a while, just to let you know)
If you smoke a dime (Yeah, like that, say)
I'll smoke a dime
Written by: André Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Patrick Brown, Raymon Murray, Rico Wade
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