Good Nigga Goodie Mob

[Big Gipp]
We fixin' run this shit
We fixin' to put our own shit out

[Verse 1: Big Gipp]
From A-Town, so I'ma put up my hood
You pay for what chu' get, determines whether you chief ridin'
Live, keep good
If a job don't find you, struggle usually will
Mostly attracted at this skill, makin' you feel
Ugly inside, huh, and the feel pretty about my lifestyle
Cause I get mine, apartment complex and services since I was a child
So it ain't shit for me to clamp down on my hearts
Uh, try Mr. Ed, throwin' bow in the middle where niggas don't dance
All they do is scrap
I signed the club and back of niggas trucks
Master told ya how it get, I sell more drug fire
Run away slave and challenges growin' up
Ya shit's shaved and bathed
Hit the stage and split it four ways
Then after they end up in state
You be so raged like you can't really get Scarface
Rap-A-Lot slashed away
But don't be too star struck to realize
What's being done to you on a regular basis
Plus it's never been education
Still workin' for the white man
Still got em' pissed off in this custom
Shave yo head, trim yo bill
And don't forget to get real
Watch you grill, some wounds never heal
So we erasin' motivated hate crimes