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Dogs

Roger Waters

In the Flesh Live

2000

By Roger Waters
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be able

Fuckin yo bitch in the South Lot
I slide it in with a slot shot
She grab on my piece it go dot dot dot
Big bois back and we never stop
Fuckin yo

Yeah, that's right mayne (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Comin' from the north, but my heart is in the south
Jammin' Screwtape after that Mystic Styles

Deep South

Cartel

Cycles

2009

I was born in the south
Given to a town raised on hand to mouth
Born on the same day as the sun
Holding in the Earth's seed one by one

I died

war time 

Cause we banging like the west side
We get it banging like it's bed stuy
We always leave em with a neck tie
We'll Leave em slumped by

Sitting by myself at a railway station underneath the sunset sky
The birds are flying south to a warmer location
And autumn's leaves are waving

Hustlin'

Master P

Down South Hustlers

1995

Down South huster slangin' on dat corner stackin' dividends 
Fuckin' over fiends cause my ghat is my only friend 
And won't hesitate to use my

of someone creeping into the house
Then I saw it was a young artillery man
weary , streaked with blood and durt

Artillery man:
Anyone here ?

Journalist:
Come

the truth
Me I'll have a mocktail feeling soft as the blues
Jamming out from the juke box
Creeping like Uncle Snoop
Though I'm stabbing every track leaving

a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by

Don't let me catch you sleeping on me,no
Don't let me catch you creeping on me, no
Im better by myself I don't need no help, no
Don't let me catch

the new triple south central
Dipping in continentals
Pin it quick to shut up
And kiss the instrumental
Shit's official like it came with whistles
They know

Dirty South,East Coast, West Coast,

Dirty South ya gotta Feel Me  East coast  ya gotta Feel Me West Coast  ya gotta Feel Me

Dirty South gotta Feel

on the low-low
And raising bars like Lamar on the pogo
I'm selling art, sellin' souls by the BOGO at the dojo

Who's that creeping in my window? Who's, who's

a bit too cold, and I
I'm moving south
Who stays in a place where they don't get nobody's respect
Who likes getting hit by the traffic they've been told

How to Survive in South Central

Ice Cube

Boyz N the Hood

1991

Bone, hey nigga where you at though?"
"Hello, my name is Elaine 
And I'll be your tour guide through South Central Los Angeles"

How to survive in

crashed against the rocks by the raging seas
Make a break for the shelter it's a creeping deceit
It's a creeping deceit It's a creeping deceit
It's

walk by
New hoes & they mouth wide
Makin plays on the south side
South side south side south side
Just step outside
Might find some mo racks
Might find

"SouthSide"

Written by Monqique of Smeared Lipstick Crew 


(HOOK)

South Side,South Side
Throw it up!
If you bitches want the smoke roll the blunt

Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home
Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home
Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home
Living Out in Europe got me

I'm watching my will
Rollin' down South Hill
Chasin' my heart around my chest
I'm missin' you still
Tears by the windowsill
You're leavin for

policing the streets with gang bang bang 
boogie
Gangster cops versus homeboy martyr 
suicide-athon

The big drive-by South Central 
South/ Central America

are creeping
Preparing to head south

The rope rubs against me
Beckons, it reaches out
Hurts just to push free
Grip just the right amount

Decided

talking to you and you
Got the Mac, with the tunes
Take off, Neverland
Shit fast, with the zoom
She done crept inside my room
Now I’m creeping in her mind