Ooh, hey Do you how to leave, ride...ride
1] Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the street of Old And it feels so to escape and just kick it and laugh My clan had to bring the ruckus we had the cream All you can eat over at or some fish at Gaseen's And I had to fix a good bag and make and haste Cause food ain't the motherfuckin' thang to waste So let's get looney up on the set cause I got five on the Will slide to East Point and make our way to Black like Outkast on the spot smokin' blunts and Hit the store got up, got out and got something That eightball, so I can do some space age My blood stay young off Colt and chicken Camels and Rolls with d's and Vogues And mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes Comin' up slammin' doors In Southwest, we'll it to yo chest And we got it locked like some niggas on arrest we ridin'
[Chorus: Ridin' on midnight train to Georgia, riiide Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia,
2] It's just one of days when I can kick it like this and like that It's a free day, my folks got way back I off of Cascade or Ralph David Abernathy I shall proceed and continue to my roots nappy Cause afros in all seasons, they keep me Some that thug life so how long will they mourn I ride, that's why I bounce my way to bank-bed I'm so bad that I'll you out, that's what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, sunny days with my best Today you see and you cruise through the West end should've said it was Six Flags Over Georgia Then underground, my Tuesdays be packed when I got older If I told you one, I told ya ass a thousand I got em' all in check when it comes to bustin' Don't sweat the technique cause I just move the My mob's deep of alcoholics, people label us because we ride
3] See I my bones jump as I crossed the road I heard the squad was wiped up so I flipped my On my way to D-E-C, baby you see That is totally to B-I-G for thee Lost Boyz around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers Yo get scooped just like Regina carpet cleaners It's Stone Mountain Cats it down played Kurupt so I just gave all my dogs a pound Now my conflict was crucial off some hay I I should be gettin' it cause life is too got short And now my mind's playin' tricks and my actin' ghetto Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the God the child that's just got his own Since I was a juvenile makin' cash money at I'm from a boy to a man, I've reached the end of my It's Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, ride
4] Cause the A-T-L Where all the pimps and the just dwell We get the and the ass then bail We leave a but never leave a trail Say it all the pimps and the playas just dwell We get the and the ass then bail We leave a trace but never a trail
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