Born and bred up on the street top

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Outkast Slump [Backbone] From front to back street, listen, we on a mission to get right, workin street corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these fiends with fire Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that I'm wit whateva like Wheatstraw Stuck servin my cocaine raw Drop sixty-two off the brick, jump back Twenty over now that's mo' money to get Slick, we fin' to LICK on this corner without gettin caught But time, keep a sleepin and money gettin short Plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin (fuck him) That why he ride through the hole with the do' swangin But I make moves -- shake them tricks up out they shoestrings Be more precise when we do things Cause life like shakin the dice, but I buck back twice like five-deuce, fo'-trey, okay

Chorus: repeat 2X

I'm strickly dressin dirty dirty Gone represent it to the t-top Born and bred up on the street top Get to the money and the sweet spot and forever hollerin 'Hootie Hoo!' when we see cops

[Big Boi] Sheyit Cops and robbers niggaz be bound to get them dollars and cents They get in a slump like baseball players when they short on they rent Anything goin you ain't knowin how much money YOU spent But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents who hang around you cause you be buyin all the weed and ALL the chicken Feedin everybody, smokin em out When you was broke though they was missin Now you ridin bout fo' deep, startin to tear up YO' suspension And your baby mamma on child support My fault, forget to mention You don't even have a checkin account Wasn't thinkin about no pension I used to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen Had determination and graduated Now I got the whole rap world fascinated I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I made it Continue to sell dope, it's payin the bills so you gon' do it But legislation got this new policy Three strikes and you're ruined.. now where your crew at? Yeah..

Chorus

[Cool Breeze] Ay Me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin em slabs We better watch what we doin, and look out for Joe Nab And quit re'in-up and standin on this same old block before our gangsta ass partna get both of us shot Niggaz talkin cause they makin some flow But still ain't did nuttin that ain't been done befo' You can't be tryin to showcase, just put it down for your spot And improvise and work with that little you got So I think when I finish sellin my last sack I'ma take some of this money, go and give some back Cause people won't forget about the time you gave, knowmsayin? And start thinkin bout a path to pave

Chorus

Slump by OutKast

{backbone}

from front to back street, listen, we on a mission

to get right, workin street corner in the midnight

picture the scene, these feinds w/fire

10 $ dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that

im with whateva like wheatstraw

stuck servin my cocaine raw

stop 62 off the brick, jump back

20 over now thats more money to get

slick, we fin to LICK on this corner without gettin caught

but time, keep a sleepin and money gettin short

plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow sangin *(f**k him)*

that why he ride thro the hole w/the do swingin

but i make moves -- shake them tricks up they shoestrings

be more precise when we do things

cuz life like shakin the dice, but i buck back twice

like 5--deuce, fo -trey, okay

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

get to the money and the sweet spot

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops

{big boi}

sheyit

cops and robbers niggaz be bound to get them $s and cents

they get in a slump like baseball players

when they short on they rent

anything gion you aint knowin how much money YOU spent

but in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents

who hang around you cuz you be buyin all the weed

and ALL the chicken

feedin everybody, smokin em out

when you was broke tho they was missin

now you ridin bout fo deep startin to tear up YOU suspension

and your baby mamma on child support

my fault, forgot to mention

you dont even have a checkin account

wasnt thinkin about no pension

i used to work at Steak -n- Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen

had determination and graduated

now i got the whole rap world fascinated

i wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so i made it

continue to sell dope, its payin the bills so you gon do it

but legislation got this new policy

3 strikes and youre ruined.......now where your crew at?

yea.......

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

get to the money and the sweet spot

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops

{cool breeze}

ay

me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin em slabs

we better watch what we doin and look out for Joe Nab

and quit re'in-up and standin on this same old block

before our gangsta ass partna get both of us shot

niggaz talkin cuz they makin some flow

but still aint did nuttin that int been done befo

you cant be tryin to showcase, just put it down for your spot

and improvise and work with that little you got

so i think when i finish sellin my last sack

imma take some of this money, go and give some back

cuz people wont forget about the time you gave, know what im sayin?

and start thinkin bout a path to pave

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

get to the money and the sweet spot

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops

im strickly dressin dirty dirty

gone represent it to the t-top

born and bred up on the street top

get to the money and the sweet spot

and forever hollerin "hootie hoo"

when we see cops