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Field Mob, I'm J and him, that's Bulldog

I the south and that's the way I'm a keep it
If you got game then peep it, it's the way
I have it no other way, so muthafuck
the others say, love it or leave

Yes, it's hard but it's fair, gotta to get it
Keep and grindin' and soon you will get it
The is in me, that's how I had to live
That's why I'm actin' like a nigga ain't never had shit

Mashin' the flo to the floor, petal to the metal
Hear the dual pipes roar, be a balla shot caller
Twenty inch blades, Benny tryin' to get paid

We them country ass niggas from the of the map
Ridin' big bodies and vogues
We cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher
And boy we love fucking them

We them country ass niggas from the of the map
Ridin' heavy big and vogues
We drink cheap smoke sticky sweet swisher
And boy we fucking them hoes

Damn real I'm a ass nigga, Shawn show no shame
Bare foot on your block rock cocaine
Georgia boy from the spit when I talk
Smack when I eat from the field when I walk

Whoa, 'lil he ain't even not ready
Field Mob come a stretch box Chevy
Follow me now, I'm a you
Where the good at call it butter
the hood folks at in the gutter

Stay low, keep nah you can't stop
Them boys infrared dot Durag and tank top
That guerrilla grown, suburban word
With more than a old folks home

Now this the way I slang every which a way
Best get your bitch and pray she don't wanna get J
But if I do your bitch
You just outta luck like leprechaun laxative

We country ass niggas from the bottom of the map
heavy big bodies and vogues
We cheap liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher
And boy we love fucking them

We them ass niggas from the bottom of the map
Ridin' heavy big and vogues
We drink cheap smoke sticky sweet swisher
And boy we love them hoes

I get sick if I ain't home in the south you can it in my voice
Watch I get on the track and ride a Rolls Royce
And lean in it, spit sixteen, supreme
from tangueray with tangerines in it

They say the south slow, folk the speed limit?
Nah, fuck the speed these bustas need gimmick
The like a skinny girl pussy, deep
So deep, you could a limousine in it

All in my tinted, D's in it Chevy caprice in it
On mean 20's paint shinin' like oil in it
Leanin' on blunts, so fresh so clean in it
It ain't sprite or then don't you drink in it

6:15 in beatin' up spleen in it
Tricks dream to be in it, to be seen in it
Flex, mug mean in it, when I clean it
Man, like can't clean it

We them country ass from the bottom of the map
heavy big bodies and vogues
We drink liquor smoke sticky sweet swisher
And boy we love fucking hoes

We them country ass from the bottom of the map
heavy big bodies and vogues
We drink cheap liquor smoke sweet swisher
And boy we love them hoes