Obie Trice - Out of State lyrics

Stat where you at, nigga?
I'm on the road, I'm on my way down there
75 south, nigga
Man, bring that motherfuckin' work, man
We gotta fill these goddamn streets
You understand what I'm talkin' 'bout
Pimp need to ask

Roll out, striaght to the ATL
Coming from the DET, gotta bail
Gotta get mail in abundance
Stat watch that yay on the oven
Nigga this hustlin'
Had enough getting nothin'
Couped in the group
Ballers gotta get accustomed
So I push that dust, thust me, crush 'em
Push that new stank ugly
Snowflakes in the hood like flurrys
Nigga so urgently gotta earn
That cheese affirmitevly
The firm with me gotta turn the
Keys of a 64 fever so eager, go re-up
Get cheese on an old school beeper
No two-ways, no feds
Only way a nigga get head, get bread
Stay low pro, no po-po
No hoes in the spot where the dough grows

We got to get this paper
Dawg any way it takes
Before you see a nigga like myself break
Even if it means that we rollin out of state
Gotta get it at a good rate
Get bucks, come home with the weight up

Dippin now, straight to the C-A-L
Get Dre on the phone
Gotta put that fluff on hold
Home grown, holmes know
Bubonic chronic gots ta move on
It soon as possible
Honest U-Haul's moving by two
Annonymous drivers reclining
Just a couple of folks reload
From the west to the east coast
Gotta get that dough, flip them bows
Get back to the mo' like pronto
With guacamole niggas, can't grow these
Got it where they make nachos
Not so? taste that
Wipe the a-jax off that plastic wrap
Look at him now
His ass sagging like my dickie khaks'
In fact nigga chief on that
Please believe I gotta get them stacks

We got to get this paper
Dawg any way it takes
Before you see a nigga like myself break
Even if it means that we rollin out of state
Gotta get it at a good rate
Get bucks, come home with the weight up

Haters, faders know
Detroit flavor gave us bank roll
Nigga never stress those stank hoes
Minnesota got that stro we on
Petroleon, on that rap
Gotta flip them o's like that
Get that dough right back
Gotta make sure niggas in tact strapped
Niggas get mad, gotta have what you got
Gotta put them boys in bags
Make noise niggas know you ain't having that
Gotta have it at, gettin assets
Where the math at, nigga pass that
No average, pure
What do you think a nigga down here for?
Get more, gotta push them Bentley 'Zures
Niggas on empty, gotta get it up plenty
Niggas don't hear me

We got to get this paper
Dawg any way it takes
Before you see a nigga like myself break
Even if it means that we rollin out of state
Gotta get it at a good rate
Get bucks, come home with the weight up