Ludacris, Chimere - Midnight Train lyrics

Ooh, hey yeah
Do you know how to leave, rideride

Ya see, it started off in St paul from
The street of Old Nash
And it feels so good to escape
And just kick it and laugh
My clan had to bring the ruckus
'cause we had the cream
All you can eat over at Ryan's
Or some fish at Gaseen's
And I had to fix a good
Bag and make decisions and haste
'Cause soul food ain't the
Motherfuckin' thang to waste
So let's get looney up on the set
'cause I got five on the fire
Will slide to East Point and make
Our way to Black Rirer
Lookin' like OutKast on the
Spot smokin' blunts and
Hit the liquor store got up
Got out and got something that eightball
So I can do some space age pimpin'
My blood stay young off 45's Colt and chicken
Camels and Rolls filled with d's and Vogues
And playas mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes
Comin' up slammin' Caddy doors
In Southwest, we'll take it to yo chest
And we got it locked like
Some niggas on house arrest 'Cause we ridin'

Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride
Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride

It's just one of those days when I can
Kick it like this and like that
It's a free day, my folks got rowdy way back
I right off of Cascade
Or Ralph David Abernathy
I shall proceed and continue to
Keep my roots nappy
'Cause afros in all seasons
They keep me warm
Some livin' that thug life so
How long will they mourn i still ride
That's why I bounce my way to bank-bed
I'm so bad that I'll knock you out
That's what my mama said sippin' on brandy
Sunny days with my best friends
Today you see and then you
Cruise through the West end
They should've said it was
Six Flags Over Georgia then underground
My Tuesdays would be packed when I got older
If I told you one
I told ya ass a thousand times
I got em' all in check when
It comes to bustin' rhymes
Don't sweat the technique 'cause I
Just move the crowd
My mob's deep of alcoholics
People label us loud because we ride

Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride
Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride

See I felt my bones jump
As I crossed the road
I heard the squad was wiped up
So I flipped my mode
On my way to D-E-C, baby can't you see
That Decatur is totally to B-IG for thee
Lost Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's
And Beamers yo cars get scooped just
Like Regina carpet cleaners
It's Stone Mountain Cats puttin' it down
They played Kurupt so I just gave
All my dogs a pound
Now my conflict was crucial off
Some hay I smoked
I should be gettin' it 'cause life
Is too got damn short
And now my mind's playin' tricks
And my boys actin' ghetto
Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the metal
God bless the child that's just got his own
Since I was a juvenile makin'
Cash money at home i'm from a boy to a man
I've reached the end of my road
It's Ludacris signin' off till
The next episode, let's ride

Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride
Ridin' on that midnight train to Georgia
Ride

'Cause it's the A T-L
Where all the pimps and the playas just dwell
We get the cash and the ass then bail
We leave a trace but never leave a trail
Say it again
Where all the pimps and the playas just dwell
We get the cash and the ass then bail
We leave a trace but never leave a trail