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Origineel

[Chorus: I-20] I'm smokin dro, choppin O's Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga I'm smokin dro, choppin O's Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty [Tity Boi] See I'm addicted to this fast life, it's hard to slow me down When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy ain't around You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots from a large clip When we started choppin O's off in this empty apartment See I was, standin in the track, and my back is the target With a hammer on my side lookin like I'm layin carpets See you flip it 'til you get it nigga, we hangin like this cable On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta play in Decatur See I'm ridin and I'm blowin on twenty dollar bills Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy regular around here Stayin true to the prestige and the, economic status I still stacked 100 G's stayin in my momma's attic Stackin under Kraft-matics, Willie sleepin on the cheese See we got ki's and the D's and the P's and TV's And I'm ridin in C.P. with a glock-40 as my tooley On the block, with the top back, blowin out that [Chorus x2] [I-20] You know I-20 ridin Regal's - cuttin cutters Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some other shit A big body Chevy on the, chrome lookin pretty If it's dro, or the sticky I need, I'm hittin Tity On my system knock so loud (loud) they call the cops on me Ladies show that ass proud (proud) and make it drop for me This is how a nigga ride (ride) in A.T.L. And if the twelve drop pull me over (over) I hide the scales Blowin dro out the song booth, with windows tinted Ridin clean down Old Campbellton Road, y'all know who in it Got my seat pushed way back, arm out the window Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, when they in ya I push a Range and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit' quickly follow Gettin ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it When it comes to that ridin and smoke, look I'm addicted nigga [Chorus x2] [Ludacris] Yo, gotta get that monkey off my BACK.. sir I'm smokin dro and choppin O's up in my 'LLAC.. sir Where the fuck you at when them little bitty "Animals ATTACK".. sir? I'm in the TRAP and when I get caught up in a rapture RELAX.. sir It's like cataracts to me, actually it HAS to be A factory of SMOKE and clouds I'm chokin proud And rhapsody, the SACK of trees is WROTE and now So potent now the TRACK is squeezed So CLAP and be happy to be nappy and snappin Just keep on rappin but nobody comes after me POP...one hit from the blunt then I stop drop, ROLL!! Really really want to fuck with the glock glock? NO!! They so simple better hit that block, SLOW!! On yo' mark, get get ready, set, GO!! You could watch this Georgia tech' BLOW!! If I don't get some of that wet wet wet wet DRO!! [Chorus x2]

 

Vertaling

[refrein: I-20] I'm smokin dro, choppin O's Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga I'm smokin dro, choppin O's Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty [Tity Boi] See I'm addicted to this fast life, it's hard to slow me down When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy ain't around You hear the sounds of the wildst gunshots from a large clip When we started choppin O's off in this empty apartment Zie je, ik stond in de baan, en mijn rug is het doelwit With a hammer on my side lookin like I'm layin carpets Zie je 'flip it til you get it nigga, we hangin like this cable On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta play in Decatur See I'm Ridin and I'm blowin on twenty dollar bills Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy regular around here Stayin true to the prestige and the, economic status I still stacked 100 G's stayin in my momma's attic Stackin onder Kraft-matics, Willie slaapt op de kaas Kijk we hebben ki's en de D's en de P's en de TV's And I'm ridin in C.P. with a glock-40 as my tooley On the block, with the top back, blowin out that [refrein x2] [I-20] Je kent de I-20 wel, rijdend in Regal's, snijdend in koters. Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some other shit A big body Chevy on the, chrome lookin pretty If it's dro, or the sticky I need, I'm hittin Tity On my system knock so loud (loud) they call the cops on me Ladies show that ass proud (trots) and make it drop for me This is how a nigga ride (rijden) in A.T.L. And if the twelve drop pull me over (over) I hide the scales Blowin dro out the song booth, with windows tinted Ridin clean down Old Campbellton Road, y'all know who in it Got my seat pushed way back, arm out the window Niggaz zijn snel met een car-jack, als ze in je zitten I push a Range and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala Ludacris, met de Escalade, en Tit' volgen snel Gettin ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it When it comes to that ridin and smoke, look I'm addicted nigga [Chorus x2] [Ludacris] Yo, gotta get that monkey off my BACK... sir Ik rook dro en choppin O's up in mijn 'LLAC... sir Waar ben je verdomme als die kleine "dieren aanvallen"... meneer? Ik ben in de TRAP en als ik in een vervoering terecht kom... Het is als staar voor mij, eigenlijk moet het dat zijn. Een fabriek van rook en wolken waar ik trots op ben. En rapsodie, de ZAK van bomen is VERTROUWD en nu Zo potent nu de TRACK is geperst So CLAP and be happy to be nappy and snappin Just keep on rappin but nobody comes after me POP...een hit van de blunt dan stop ik drop, ROLL!! Wil je echt neuken met de glock glock? NEE! Ze kunnen beter dat blok raken, LANGZAAM! Op je plaats, klaar, af, gaan! Je kan deze Georgia tech zien ontploffen! Als ik niet wat van die natte natte natte DRO krijg!! [Chorus x2]