Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga Uh, uh, yeah, Eightball nigga, nigga Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah,
the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that ghetto to ghetto topic Flip shit rip quick bit sick with this shit here Explicit content misfits fear now let's get this clear instant right here
Set it I bet it they won't forget it I I edit Call the paramedic, said I meant it, in it to win it From to finish no gimmick Got to spinach ya timid
I'm so fuck it, I love it Dogs we stay it corrupted From to dusk so we can thug it (Naw)
To all my broken kinfolkin' stressing on smoking Nick and Slick, Tone and Mint gotta hit the grind Living dirty gots to get it time to go and get it 8ways we represent it all my noggins is watch them cars that's tinted you don't want to be up in it
Swish this tre like Hardaway send they soldiers far But I'm living on the got this hardened marijuana Know wrong but fuck that leave me where the bucks at Last year was hard this one looking worser now Chilled the start but my anger got me colder now
Whatcha really do round here We stuck like and we can't get out On the block and I'ma them rocks Rock through and we got to open up shop (Yeah, Koncrete, Eightball like right here) Yeah, yeah, that's how we do it
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south guns stacking funds, fuck 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 When I up my mouth, you can hear the south guns stacking funds, fuck selling out
I got my with me You got a with something I say then get me I'm in a southern city sipping on some cold
At the club looking at girls big ass and titties The instrumental that you hearing came Frank Nitti We do it big keep it got to stay gritty
We on the rise real fast like gas The industry is bland so we came to add Heat it up it up thugs treat it up Transform it into that's complete with us You didn't know I run killers on a regular Conceal weapons rhyme is spectacular
Little Nicky got my back, bear witness Get past him and you gonna have to deal Tony Dimples Deon and Mint Green make it so simple 8ways representing making other cripple You I, you know I, I
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 stacking funds, selling 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 the south Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out
We rugged like cave-dwellers them be way jealous They speaking that haterism, you need to behave We banging fo' sho now you'd think we be now 'Bama boys ripping hard, we make you say, "Oh now"
I never come synthetic, the lyrical You should be apologetic for spittin' shit so So up the marijuana we hotter than Arizona make Lil' Man put it on ya You sweating me a sauna
My nigga get with it from here to Mobile with it We showing y'all still with it so nigga just with it Koncrete and the Fat Mack we sip on that So let's get platinum plaque so we can watch paper stack
I be that from the 'Bama, 'Bama got plenty of monogrammar Call me yo pussy-rammer dumping dick in yo for that camera cat be sweeter than Tropicana All for the but I be like yo fuck the glamor My country grammar have come out of pajama But not the one that get you throwed off in the slammer
Me and my fama out dirty be actin' nutty with [unverified] it smutty even the [unverified] Busters wonder what they facing Niggas got them thoughts that longer than tele Wait for the Slab we be blazing spitting southern incantations
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out I open up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south guns stacking funds, fuck selling out When I open up my mouth, you can hear the Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
When I open up my, damn hold up is it?