| 歌曲 | Two Dope Boyz (In A Cadillac) |
| 歌手 | OutKast |
| 专辑 | ATLiens |
| 作词 : Benjamin, Organized Noize ... | |
| From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin', spittin' his game | |
| Comin' up on ya from the | |
| South, the | |
| A-T-Liens ain't changed | |
| Cooler than most players claim to be | |
| A nigga that's from the | |
| A-Town see | |
| The home of the | |
| Bankhead Bounce | |
| Campbellton | |
| Road and other city streets | |
| Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction | |
| Speakin' of pullin' yo' girl lookin' at | |
| Jheri curls you bitches | |
| Every time | |
| I rhyme for y'all, | |
| I'm lookin' to prove a point | |
| Kickin' a freestyle every now and then | |
| But mostly off the joint | |
| See I smoke good 'cuz see it go good wit them flows, why | |
| The nigga the | |
| B I G like | |
| Tony Rich nobody knows why | |
| But me and my folks 'cuz ya'll niggas jokes like the joker | |
| I'm sick of these wack ass rappers like | |
| I'm tired of hoes in chokers | |
| Who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs | |
| Askin' where we come from, | |
| South Post | |
| LodgeIt's just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt's just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacThis ol' sucka | |
| MC stepped up to me | |
| Challenged | |
| Andre to a battle and | |
| I stood there patiently | |
| As he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylin' | |
| Whole purpose just to make me feel low, | |
| I guess you whylin' | |
| I say look boi, | |
| I ain't for that fuck shit; so fuck this | |
| Let me explain on this child style so you don't miss | |
| I grew up to myself not 'round, no park bench | |
| Just a nigga bustin' flows off in apartments | |
| Now who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs | |
| Askin' where we come from | |
| South Post slums | |
| It's just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt's just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt goes chromes to the | |
| Fleetwoods, | |
| Coups to the | |
| VillesHittin' | |
| Girbauds and off these flows, we havin' the playa chill | |
| In this atmosphere this ain't no practice here we cuttin' the fool now | |
| I'm doin' ya at the house and throwin' you out because | |
| I'm through now | |
| Don't you love the way we clamin' | |
| Bankhead, stankhead | |
| Lookin' around the swats for the herb that's never tainted | |
| Fainted when you heard the bourbon servin' on the block | |
| And all you bitin' individuals need to check yourselfs and stop | |
| Yeah, tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes that get evicted | |
| I'm dealin' wit | |
| Queens in my castle ain't worth to risk it | |
| Now tricks be lookin' at me like | |
| I'm they way up out the projects | |
| Can't put you on my payroll and no | |
| I ain't got no | |
| RolexOr no diamond at the exit with a sign sayin', "We'll rap for food" | |
| My face is bawled up 'cuz | |
| I ain't in a happy mood | |
| While my partner got the | |
| Squeegee and the | |
| Windex'Cuz somewhere in my life | |
| I done went wrong just like a syntax | |
| Error, bring the terror to your dome like | |
| P.E.Prone to finish this out 'cuz this be a free-style | |
| Now who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm | |
| We just drop |
| zuò cí : Benjamin, Organized Noize ... | |
| From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin', spittin' his game | |
| Comin' up on ya from the | |
| South, the | |
| ATLiens ain' t changed | |
| Cooler than most players claim to be | |
| A nigga that' s from the | |
| ATown see | |
| The home of the | |
| Bankhead Bounce | |
| Campbellton | |
| Road and other city streets | |
| Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction | |
| Speakin' of pullin' yo' girl lookin' at | |
| Jheri curls you bitches | |
| Every time | |
| I rhyme for y' all, | |
| I' m lookin' to prove a point | |
| Kickin' a freestyle every now and then | |
| But mostly off the joint | |
| See I smoke good ' cuz see it go good wit them flows, why | |
| The nigga the | |
| B I G like | |
| Tony Rich nobody knows why | |
| But me and my folks ' cuz ya' ll niggas jokes like the joker | |
| I' m sick of these wack ass rappers like | |
| I' m tired of hoes in chokers | |
| Who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs | |
| Askin' where we come from, | |
| South Post | |
| LodgeIt' s just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt' s just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacThis ol' sucka | |
| MC stepped up to me | |
| Challenged | |
| Andre to a battle and | |
| I stood there patiently | |
| As he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylin' | |
| Whole purpose just to make me feel low, | |
| I guess you whylin' | |
| I say look boi, | |
| I ain' t for that fuck shit so fuck this | |
| Let me explain on this child style so you don' t miss | |
| I grew up to myself not ' round, no park bench | |
| Just a nigga bustin' flows off in apartments | |
| Now who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs | |
| Askin' where we come from | |
| South Post slums | |
| It' s just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt' s just two dope boyz in a | |
| CadillacIt goes chromes to the | |
| Fleetwoods, | |
| Coups to the | |
| VillesHittin' | |
| Girbauds and off these flows, we havin' the playa chill | |
| In this atmosphere this ain' t no practice here we cuttin' the fool now | |
| I' m doin' ya at the house and throwin' you out because | |
| I' m through now | |
| Don' t you love the way we clamin' | |
| Bankhead, stankhead | |
| Lookin' around the swats for the herb that' s never tainted | |
| Fainted when you heard the bourbon servin' on the block | |
| And all you bitin' individuals need to check yourselfs and stop | |
| Yeah, tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes that get evicted | |
| I' m dealin' wit | |
| Queens in my castle ain' t worth to risk it | |
| Now tricks be lookin' at me like | |
| I' m they way up out the projects | |
| Can' t put you on my payroll and no | |
| I ain' t got no | |
| RolexOr no diamond at the exit with a sign sayin', " We' ll rap for food" | |
| My face is bawled up ' cuz | |
| I ain' t in a happy mood | |
| While my partner got the | |
| Squeegee and the | |
| Windex' Cuz somewhere in my life | |
| I done went wrong just like a syntax | |
| Error, bring the terror to your dome like | |
| P. E. Prone to finish this out ' cuz this be a freestyle | |
| Now who dem boyz that be havin' the cronk every occasion | |
| This side niggaz dustin' that side niggaz lacin' | |
| But in the middle we stay calm | |
| We just drop |