1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, uh 1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2 Somebody tells these mothafuckers How we fools, disrespect fools Check and necks too Crushin'
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On the real, we on the hustlin' makin' shit It's EightBizall makin' nigga Memphis, Tenn hip hop, funky as a chit-a-lin Bitter men, mad, thinkin' that they men Knockin' at the Suave House door, but we let 'em in and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk about Runnin' mouth, can get you dead, deep down South
I don't know where ya And I don't what ya seen But I know down South It's all about the Now, I don't know ya seen And I don't know ya been But I know deep down South, ya your G U N
I know what you've done And I don't what you do But I know down South Nigga, all on you Now, I don't know you do An I know what done But we can't ya 'bout nobody else But and Bun
I see no evil, say no evil, no evil Try not to get in no up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevils Ain't no sequels for your people when we touch South gon' put that down Nigga lay your philly, and you'll touch that shit so much clown
Don't even sound no mo' Your get peeled, slo-mo Fuck you and that .44 I'm Triz, oh hoe Pay your dumbasses, no, never Flip flows, so clever diamond grapes on leather vines Forever I it
As the first fool started Movin' gassed up niggaz they farted Hands, hearted, cold Get Like slingblade, it made niggaz I played Still wanna see a thing niggaz I niggaz
That is the fight, you believe you life room to breathe But tonights the night for you to As soon as got, no tricks up Your get mixed up From Southern macks That stay gettin' they dicked
I don't where ya been And I don't know what ya But I know down South It's all about the Now, I don't know what ya And I don't know where ya But I know deep down South, ya keep G U N
I don't know what done And I don't know you do But I know down South Nigga, all on you Now, I don't what you do An I know you've done But we can't tell ya 'bout else But and Bun
Crooked as the first in the word South Niggaz who be 'bout gettin' paid, even it's a drought some stout, smokin' out At my nigga 98 live, side bet and gettin' out up, drinkin' my cup Grippin' my
be jockin', but eager niggaz get setup Wet up, up, what's up? Test us, what? True but, you just, up Deeper, than encyclopedia If Ball don't do it, then Bun-B gonna ya
To all you Betty Cock knockers that wanna cook a But don't know what it took to make that Take a look you fake and your recipe Niggaz takin' tests of me Pressin' me, to see the stress and hate the best of me
Leave mouth open, sesame seed I separate from and weed Me, I go, Murder in deep blood clot get all red hot from lead shots And not
Mine, I go dead red dot And So bitch niggaz get the out Leave suckas stuck, fuck This where the buck
I don't know where ya And I don't what ya seen But I know deep South all about the green Now, I know what ya seen And I know where ya been But I know deep down South, ya your G U N
I don't what you've done And I know what you do But I deep down South Nigga, all on you Now, I know what you do An I what you've done But we tell ya 'bout nobody else But and Bun
Yeah, images gangsta shit This is groovy man I'll be back,