Lyrics:
'Til the watch two-faced, Nicolas Cage
We took the work down south
Thank God we makin' it back (yeah)
Took the bread to the plug in the west
Thank
puttin' my hands up
We used to wake up and terrorize the block
How can we fall when we still at the top?
Whole lot of hoes and they come by the flock
Tanz den Kaas, bis deine Schädeldecke abfällt
I know you wanna hate the south, because the way we rhyme is easy
But believe me man you wished ya'll
bkk ah
She said she loves me cause my style
ว่ายังไงละน้องสาวถ้ายู down ไหวอ่ะเปล่าเนี้ย (what do you saying)
You know I'm good by myself
But you make
I spent so much time focused on the difference
Eclipsed by the shadows of my past
Nothing will sustain
Nothing is built to last
(Nothing is built
I saw your homies snitching on The First 48
It's the first of the month, don't get murked by the gang
I said bitch get in the car with
a man ooze up the middle like Rolo
Swoosh tick, I want the AJ logo
I'm a real pro though
I got flows that come from the south like a Mexican brick, now
lame
Only thing they rappin' about is dey watches and they chain
I'ma beast wit it that's why I'm finna run da south
I been listenin' to these niggas
Eating and learning to act hungry
>From South Cat country, hustling cane
I'm like Denzel with a Benzel, he got game
Verse Three: Styles Paniro
I
When I'm upside down, you turn me right side up
By the simple words you say
When I'm south of you, well your north of me
And I know your here
Representing from the South
In a glass [unverified]
This man got cash in mind on the cash route
Niggas there with they ass out
Talking 'bout Yung Wun's
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
When I'm upside down, you turn me right side up
By the simple words you say
When I'm south of you, well your north of me
And I know your here
Whoo, Little nasty girl
(Yo man, see that??)
Damn!
Yo Yo Yo Yo
Hey girl I like your flava
Wish I could be your neighbor
Must be coffee by
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
coffee by the way you shakin' your perkulater
I'm the smooth operator, hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do, put that thing on you
Butter up yo'
Simply sets me off my noodle
It's that patriotic something
That no one can understand
"Way down South in the land of cotton"
Melody untiring
Ain't
seat climb
Straight captain of the south and the north
And I ride trough the streets so I care for law
Better stay on, niggaz be writing with creon
I
There's Hollywood and the city by the bay
And the whole damn south down Louisiana way, way, way
That's the way, that's the way hey, hey in the USA
Half a blunt hangin' out my mouth
Speedin' like a demon on 101 south
I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut
Ya got a gram bag get the zags an' roll 'er up
placed on stools hanging on the bar
trying to avoid the brothers
by looking in another direction.
Among the other places they took care of
-
wit nothin but this uncut,
(Master P)
Down south fake hataz get tossed up.
(Eightball)
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust,
speechless
Like no-star Sneetches, like
Brain cells sucked by leeches
Short Beach is the best bash
If I was a woman, I'd demand a tongue-lash
Be tall
zone is the way of my walkin
Down the block, Buckshot, rock a nigga head off, get off
Or I'm gon' set it off from the south to the north
East, west,
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