Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, nigga, Koncrete nigga Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah,
Spark the weed up the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that homegrown to ghetto topic Flip shit rip shit bit sick with this shit here Explicit content misfits now let's get this shit clear This instant right
Set it I bet it they won't forget it I wrote I Call the paramedic, said I it, still in it to win it From start to no gimmick Got to spinach ya timid
I'm so fuck it, I love it Dogs we above it corrupted dawn to dusk so we can thug it (Naw)
To all my broken stressing keep on smoking and Slick, Tone and Mint gotta hit the grind again Living dirty gots to get it time to go and get it 8ways we represent it all my noggins is Better them cars that's tinted you don't want to be up in it
Swish tre like Hardaway send they soldiers far away But I'm living on the corner got hardened marijuana Know it's wrong but fuck that leave me the bucks at year was hard this one looking even worser now Chilled from the but my anger got me colder now
Whatcha really do round here We like Chuck and we can't get out On the and I'ma sell them rocks Rock come through and we got to open up (Yeah, Koncrete, Eightball like right here) Yeah, yeah, how we do it nigga
I open up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns funds, fuck selling out When I up my mouth, you can hear the south guns stacking funds, fuck 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 hear the Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
I got my nigga's me You got a problem with I say then get me I'm in a southern sipping on some cold Remy
At the looking at girls with big ass and titties The instrumental that you came from Frank Nitti We do it big keep it gangsta got to stay
We on the rise fast like gas prices The is bland so we came to add spices Heat it up beat it up treat it up Transform it into something that's complete us You didn't I run with killers on a regular Conceal weapons rhyme is spectacular
Nicky got my back, baby bear witness Get past him and you gonna have to deal Tony Dimples Deon and Mint Green make it seem so 8ways representing making other cripple You know I, you I, I
When I open up my mouth, you can hear the guns stacking funds, fuck 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 stacking funds, fuck selling out I open up my mouth, you can hear the south Packing guns stacking funds, selling out
We rugged cave-dwellers them haters be way jealous speaking that haterism, you need to behave fellas 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 diabetic You should be for spittin' shit so pathetic So roll up the marijuana we hotter than Don't 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 with it so nigga just with it Koncrete and the Fat we sip on that cognac So let's get platinum plaque so we can watch paper stack
I be that nigga from the 'Bama, got plenty of monogrammar Call me yo pussy-rammer dumping dick in yo Pose for that camera cat be sweeter Tropicana All for the fashion but I be yo fuck the glamor My country grammar have bitches out of pajama But not the shady one that get you throwed off in the
Me and my fama out there be actin' nutty with [unverified] Keeping it smutty even the Busters ain't wonder what they Niggas got thoughts that longer than tele communications for the [unverified] Slab we be spitting that southern incantations
When I open up my mouth, you can 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 hear the guns stacking funds, fuck selling out When I open up my mouth, you can the south Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out
When I up my, damn hold up is that it?