[Chorus: Big Boi]
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
[Verse 2: C-Bone & Big Boi]
Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough
When beef come around,✦ can't let it go
When my funds turn legit,✦ I'ma✦ let you know,
Ridin'✦ rims real good down Old National, it's trappable—✦
Two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's natural—
Puttin'✦ cheese in ya stash, un-taxable—✦
Futhermuckers get mad, steady✦ watching✦ myself,✦ got eyes in my back
Don't 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
[Chorus: Big Boi]
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
[Verse 3: T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggas✦ know what's up
It's T-Mo and OutKast,✦ in the back of my truck
We gotta✦ simple little problem that we got to solve
It like it ain't 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?
[Chorus: Big Boi]
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
[Verse 4: Slimm Calhoun]
Back on the scene, a sack of green, sitting on chrome and rubber✦ bands
Paint looking like Candyland, it's 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 O's, slabes✦ to whole one's✦ da flake
A young nigga✦ holdin',✦ big face foldin'✦
Pimps are known for catching✦ runaways
A good hustler's 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✦
Y'all don't wanna✦ fuck wit' me, the trunk be bangin'✦
Off the chain, danglin', y'all know that I'm from CP
(When do ya shoot, boy? Shot don’t reverse
Send to the downtown, send for the nurse)
[Chorus: Big Boi]
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
[Verse 5: André 3000]
OutKast✦ with a K, yeah, them niggas✦ are hard
Harder✦ than a nigga✦ tryna✦ impress God
We'll pull your whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park
And play the sweetest melody✦ the street ever✦ heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm 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 it's for the wealth, I'll stop
Well, put it like this – it's 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, don't fall
All y'all 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? You're on that reefer✦
And on that 2Pac, in front of them ooh-wops
Trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking✦ loud, talking✦ 'bout, "That's gangsta✦ shit"