Lyrics: 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
10 $ dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I’m with whateva like wheat straw
Stuck servin’ my cocaine raw
Stop 62 off the brick, jump back
20 over now that’s more money to get
Slick, we fin to LICK on this corner without getting’ caught
But time, keep a sleepin’ and money getting’ short
Plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow sangin’
(fuck him)
That why he rides thro the hole w/the do swingin’
But I make moves -- shake them tricks up them shoestrings
Be more precise when we do things
Cuz life likes shakin’ the dice, but I buck back twice
Like 5--deuce, fo -trey, okay

I’m strictly 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
I’m strictly 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 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 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 gonna do it
But legislation got this new policy
3 strikes and you’re ruined.......now where your crew at?
yea.......

I’m strictly 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
I’m strictly 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 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
Imma take some of this money, go and give some back
Cuz people won’t forget about the time you gave, know what I’m sayin’?
And start thinkin’ bout a path to pave

I’m strictly 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
I’m strictly 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