Lyrics:
manifested
So understand we positive as could be
The vision is still intact, the show is fresh out of seats
Boy it's never going south 'less we down in
L.A. tonight, Miami in the morning
Know a nigga had to hit the King Of Diamonds
Know a nigga had to do the same shit again
Know my next show in
Came a long way from 8-0
Now I go to anywhere that I say go
Used to dish it to my mama with the rates low
Now I sow it and plant em just by
just cleaning up the roster
Abrasive penetration flesh defeated by a chopper
South
on) {What, we keep it crack-a-lackin'}
Worldwide (Ay yo) {Wha-wha, what, what}
Let's show 'em what happens when kings get together (International)
King of the South! Hey!
Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga
Bankhead!
[T.I. over Intro]
Hey, hey, Grand Hustle c'mon
king of the south (uh huh)
Well I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city
(you already know)(Santana)
And when the king and the prince get together
(feat. Gizmo, Keith Keith, King Sun)
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what
put a king on it
And then the caption on the picture Says a king owns it
Protect yo spirit from the lame lyrics
Written by certain individuals
Lacking
interviewed
By Geraldo Rivera
"The crown is mine the crown is mine
The crown is mine the crown is mine"
This is Heavy Metal Kings, hardbody shit
Sniffing
Aiyo Dre yo, what's up?
Yo man, if that Rodney King shit
Would’ve jumped off with me man
That shit would've been a
Total different episode
Well, I
at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
(Hey! Grand hustle Bad Boy south lets ride
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
LA
LA LA LA LA
I took philosophy in college it was really dope
The thought of finding God first really gave me hope
But as the days passed by
I started
a doubt
Who we be? Baby South Bound
You better back up I'm going in
I'm taking it all, I'm here to win
As I'm living in sin with the whitest of skin
That's
it is man
LPC
"Less Is More" comin' fuckin' soon
Kings Plaza (Yeah)
All my "Harvard by the bay" dropouts (It's Rose)
All the girls at the loosie spot
We some north side niggaz and we runnin' this shit
We some south side niggaz and we runnin' this shit
We some east side niggaz and we runnin' this
that same race
Same face listening to beats with the same taste, waste
But now my beats come from LA
Californ' king of the streets, kick it like Pele
a chi town nigga
Ain’t no king like this south side king
Shawty drip on lake, she my east side thing
With some north side baddies
Who like to west
a chi town nigga
Ain’t no king like this south side king
Shawty drip on lake, she my east side thing
With some north side baddies
Who like to west side
microphones that I can clutch
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question
the fellas
East, West, North, South
My style is really outrageous
And when you hear the song it's really contagious
It's simple enough, be understood by
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
Best life, South Beach, Three kings
KI , Don-Jon- Su'LeMurr
We livin good in these streets
We livin right on the beach
Miami yeah we poppin bottles
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