Ooh, hey Do you how to leave, ride...ride
1] Ya see, it started off in St. from the street of Old Nash And it feels so to escape and just kick it and laugh My clan had to bring the ruckus cause we had the All you can eat over at Ryan's or some fish at And I had to fix a good bag and decisions and haste soul 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 Point and make our way to Black Rirer like Outkast on the spot smokin' blunts and Hit the store got up, got out and got something eightball, so I can do some space age pimpin' My blood stay young off 45's and chicken Camels and filled with d's and Vogues And playas mackin' them hoes, in clothes Comin' up slammin' doors In Southwest, we'll take it to yo And we got it locked like some niggas on house Cause we
[Chorus: Ridin' on midnight train to Georgia, riiide on that midnight train to Georgia, riiide
2] It's just one of those days I can kick it like this and like that a free day, my folks got rowdy way back I right off of or Ralph David Abernathy I proceed and continue to keep my roots nappy Cause afros in all seasons, they me warm Some livin' that thug life so how long they mourn I still ride, that's why I my way to bank-bed I'm so bad I'll knock you out, that's what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, sunny days with my best you see and then you cruise through the West end They should've said it was Six Flags Georgia Then underground, my Tuesdays be packed when I got older If I told you one, I ya ass a thousand times I got em' all in check when it comes to rhymes sweat the technique cause I just move the crowd My mob's deep of alcoholics, label us loud because we ride
3] See I felt my bones as I crossed the road I heard the squad was wiped up so I my mode On my way to D-E-C, can't you see That Decatur is totally to for thee Lost Boyz ridin' in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers Yo cars get scooped just like Regina carpet It's Stone Mountain puttin' it down played Kurupt so I just gave all my dogs a pound Now my was crucial off some hay I smoked I should be gettin' it cause life is too got damn And now my mind's playin' tricks and my boys actin' Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the God bless the child that's got his own Since I was a juvenile makin' cash money at I'm from a boy to a man, I've the end of my road It's Ludacris signin' off till the episode, let's ride
4] Cause it's the Where all the pimps and the playas just We get the cash and the ass then We leave a trace but never leave a Say it Where all the and the playas just dwell We get the and the ass then bail We leave a trace but never a trail
[Chimere to fade)