1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, uh 1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2 better tells these mothafuckers How we wreck fools, disrespect and snap necks too Crushin'
Sittin', on the next 2 Nigga, me and Bun got the extra clips and proofs Gone off illegal shit, out the sunroofs Scatterin', niggaz About where been Where they from, why they hate me, and me with Stereotypical, down South shit
On the real, we on the makin' money shit It's EightBizall makin' feel Memphis, Tenn Makin' hip hop, as a chit-a-lin Bitter men, mad, thinkin' they better men Knockin' at the Suave House door, but we let 'em in and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk about Runnin' your mouth, can get you dead, deep down
I don't know ya been And I know what ya seen But I know deep down It's all about the Now, I don't what ya seen And I don't where ya been But I know deep down South, ya keep G U N
I don't know what you've And I don't know you do But I know deep down Nigga, all on you Now, I don't what 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 Raised up on Briz and Biz Ain't no sequels for your people when we down South gon' put crush down Nigga lay your philly, and touch down that shit so much clown
Don't even sound no mo' cap'll get peeled, slo-mo Fuck you and that .44 I'm Triz, oh hoe Pay your dumbasses, no, never Flip flows, so shine diamond grapes on leather vines Forever I it
As the first fool that Movin' gassed up till they farted Hands, hearted, cold Get slingblade, it bring made niggaz I niggaz Still wanna see a thing niggaz I niggaz
That is the fight, you believe Give you life to breathe But tonights the for you to leave As as sleep got, no tricks up Your still get up Southern black macks That stay they dicked sucked
I don't know ya been And I know what ya seen But I know deep down It's all the green Now, I don't what ya seen And I don't know where ya But I know deep down South, ya your G U N
I don't know what done And I don't know 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 can't tell ya 'bout nobody But and Bun
as the first letter in the word South Niggaz who be 'bout gettin' paid, even it's a drought Fuckin' stout, smokin' out At my house 98 live, bet and gettin' screwed out up, drinkin' my cup Grippin' my
Hoes be jockin', but eager get setup Wet up, up, what's up? Test us, what? but, you just, messed up Deeper, than encyclopedia If Ball don't do it, Bun-B gonna handle ya
To all you Crocker Cock knockers that wanna cook a But don't know what it took to make bitch Take a look you fake and switch recipe Niggaz always tests of me me, just to see the stress and hate Bring the of me
Leave your open, sesame seed I separate stem and weed Me, I go, Murder them in blood clot get all red hot from lead shots And not
Mine, I go after red dot And So niggaz get the fuck out Leave suckas stuck, props This the buck stops
I don't know ya been And I don't know what ya But I know deep down It's all about the Now, I know what ya seen And I don't know where ya But I know deep down South, ya your G U N
I don't know what done And I don't what you do But I know deep South Nigga, all on you Now, I don't what you do An I know what you've But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody But and Bun
Yeah, euphoric Psycadelic shit This is fuckin' man I'll be back,