Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, Eightball nigga, nigga Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah,
Spark the weed up turn the beat up get it popping It's on we that homegrown ghetto to ghetto topic Flip rip shit quick bit sick with this shit here Explicit misfits fear now let's get this shit clear instant right here
Set it I bet it they forget it I wrote I edit Call the paramedic, I meant it, still in it to win it From start to no gimmick Got to give spinach ya
I'm rugged so it, I love it Dogs we above it corrupted From dawn to dusk so we can it (Naw)
To all my broken kinfolkin' stressing keep on Nick and Slick, Tone and Mint gotta hit the again Living dirty gots to get with it to go and get it we represent it all my noggins is demented Better watch them cars that's tinted you don't to be up in it
Swish this tre like send they soldiers far away But I'm living on the corner got this marijuana Know it's wrong but fuck leave me where the bucks at Last year was hard one looking even worser now Chilled the start but my anger got me colder now
really gon' do round here We like Chuck and we can't get out On the block and I'ma sell rocks Rock come through and we got to up shop (Yeah, Koncrete, Eightball like this here) Yeah, yeah, that's how we do it
When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing guns stacking funds, fuck out When I up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can hear the Packing guns stacking funds, fuck out When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
I got my with me You got a problem with I say then get me I'm in a southern city sipping on cold Remy
At the club looking at with big ass and titties The instrumental you hearing came from Frank Nitti We do it big keep it got to stay gritty
We on the real fast like gas prices The industry is so we came to add spices Heat it up beat it up thugs it up Transform it into something that's complete us You know I run with killers on a regular weapons rhyme skill is spectacular
Little Nicky got my back, baby bear Get past him and you have to deal with Tony Dimples Deon and Green make it seem so simple 8ways representing making crews cripple You I, you know I, I
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns funds, fuck selling out I open up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can hear the Packing guns stacking funds, selling out When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
We rugged like them haters be way jealous speaking that haterism, you need to behave fellas We banging fo' sho now you'd think we be now Them boys ripping hard, we make you say, "Oh now"
I never synthetic, the lyrical diabetic You be apologetic for spittin' shit so pathetic So roll up the marijuana we hotter Arizona make Lil' Man put it on ya You sweating me like a
My nigga get real with it from here to Mobile it We showing y'all still it so nigga just deal with it Koncrete and the Fat Mack we sip on cognac So get this platinum plaque so we can watch paper stack
I be that from the 'Bama, 'Bama got plenty of monogrammar Call me yo pussy-rammer dick in yo mamma-jamma Pose for that cat be sweeter than Tropicana All for the fashion but I be like yo fuck the My country grammar have bitches come out of But not the shady one that get you off in the slammer
Me and my fama out dirty be actin' nutty with [unverified] Keeping it smutty even the Busters ain't what they facing Niggas got them thoughts that longer than communications for the [unverified] Slab we be blazing that southern incantations
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
When I open up my, damn up is that it?