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Andre 3000 - Claimin True Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you got him
Man, fuck that fuck-ass nigga, man, he deserved that shit
Ayy, young blood, ayy, think it's gon' end like that?
Man, don't start that fuck shit, man
Ayy, man, just loc 'em and smoke 'em
Damn
Ayy, man, tryin' to prove you ain't no punk
Penitentiary full of niggas thought they wasn't punks
Look at the fear in your eyes, I can feel it
You can't feel shit
Yeah

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Well, it is I, the pimp player nigga that you heard about
Yeah, I got the money and a half a million dope houses
I got the hookers on the go and player rhymes that I fuck with
And very often, pops my trunk swift
I've been a player since the age of two
That's when I learned to walk, grab my crotch, talk, do how them hustlers do
See, born and raised as a pimp, that's what I claim to be
Always claimin' true to what I do, well then, fuck what I see
I pledge allegiance to the streets, that's where I growed up
And made more money 'cause my daddy never showed up
But fuck it, I'm on my own, I'm in my zone
Ain't nothin' wrong, you don't belong, you left me standin' alone
Yeah, I'm the nigga with the feather in my hat
Finger waves and snakeskins, shit, I got all that
But you ain't know I'm the one dippin' and dodgin' bullets
The price you pay when you behind it, steady tryin' to pull it
So Dolemite, Dolemite not shit
I studied The Mack and Rudy Ray Moore, they were my idols when I was a kid
From nappy head, greasy face, eatin' watermelon
To drug dealer, armed robber, now convicted felon
[Chorus: Big Boi]
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I paid my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I paid my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me

[Verse 2: André 3000]
Our heavenly Father, why do you even bother watchin' over me?
Growin' up a little G, my mama thought I'd grow to be
A lawyer or a doctor, but I felt like comin' harder
Packed a shank up in my socks when I started kindergarten
This ain't no secret garden, so you flower niggas flee
If it is one of my own, I'm lettin' the trigger be
'Cause I got love for any nigga who got love for me
And can I get a slap or dap for niggas slingin' quarter kis?
Just tryna make it, then of age, come through, take it
I ain't forgot about y'all women who be workin' Nikki's butt-naked
At Magic City, shakin' titties just to pay the rent
Lord, tryin' to hustle must be somethin' that was Heaven-sent
But I ain't got no sense, that's what I got them thinkin'
I think about Barack, strap myself and keep on dankin'
'Cause I be takin' the rough side of the mountain
If you cross my path, I'll leave you drainin' like a fountain
Yes, it's been like that since way back in 1975
Been taught to hustle with muscle and even try to strive
So, little batty boy, better say your prayers
You better learn some street sense before somebody lay you
[Chorus: Big Boi]
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I paid my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I paid my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: Big Boi]
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I payed my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I payed my dues
Uh, one, two, three, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me

[Outro: Rico Wade, Big Boi, & Kawan "K-Axe" Prather]
What y'all fuck niggas know about that?
OutKast, Goodie Mob, P.A.
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me
Yeah, it's K-Axe, here to let y'all know
Ain't shit changed, just a couple more names
Yeah, that's right
Organized Noize, JOI, Big Gipp, Big Rube, Cee-Lo, Goodie Mob, P.A., and the motherfuckin' OutKast
That's right, nigga, we takin' that bullshit no more in '94 (From the '94)
Shit (From the '94, from behind the Cadillac door, you seen it)
I wonder how you would be actin' if you was in my shoes (Peace to the Godfather-ass, gangster-ass niggas, Antonio Reid)
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me