text: Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
  Some of that El Dorado funk, know what Im talking about
  Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
  You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
  Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
  O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-Double O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
  Back with Stankonia, Dungeon Family-ee
  Pearl Cadillac on Ds and Vogues, flip flops, T-shirts and Dickies
  Its the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
  Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
  Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E
  If you need some back-up, find your own
  Ya girl gonna give you grief at home
  Just tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that shes playing on
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Outkast, Goodie Mob, and the Dungeon clique
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
  Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough, when beef come around, cant let it go
  When my funds turn legit, Imma let you know, ridin rims real good down Old National
  Its trappable—two bed, Jacuzzi bath, its natural—puttin cheese in ya stash
  Un-taxable—futhermuckers get mad, steady watching myself, got eyes in my back
  Dont take no slack when you managing the trap, if you work out, gotta get it right back
  I trap by day, boy, rap by night, C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
  Im pimp tight, give a fuck, niggas know whats up
  Its T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck
  We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve
  It like it aint about the money, we got to handle the job
  No colors or rags, just guns and masks
  We not scared to blast and dip off fast
  With the Dungeon clique, just pulled a lick
  Now what you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
  Back on the scene, a sack of green sitting on chrome and rubber bands
  Paint looking like Candyland, its Slimm, the southpaw triggerman
  Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
  Chop them hoes and then you skate, back to the block wit the deflate
  Grams the Os, slabes to whole ones da flake
  A young nigga holdin big face foldin
  Pimps are known for catching runaways
  A good hustlers known to keep his gun away
  First nigga run up and try to jack mine
  First nigga fuck up to get flat-lined
  Pack still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
  Yall dont wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be bangin
  Off the chain danglin, yall know that Im from CP
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
  Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
  OutKast with a K, yeah, them niggas are hard
  Harder than a nigga tryna impress God
  Well pull your whole deck, fuck pulling your card
  And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park
  Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
  Now bitches sucking on my nouns and Im eating their verbs
  Get full, and niggas, niggas
  Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat
  As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
  If its for the wealth Ill stop, well put it like this
  Its like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
  Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
  I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall
  Yeah, nigga, naw, we lean to the side dont fall
  All yall fuckboys, tuck toys inside your pants
  Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance
  Now what that be for? Youre on that reefer and on that 2Pac
  In front of them ooh-wops, trying to show out, thats the ho route
  Talking loud talking bout thats gangsta shit