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down south pt.2 - roland jones lyrics lyrics

i’m a down south diamond mouth, glock line toad
it’s a homicide gang, my young n+ggas in the cold
it’s a homicide gang, yeah my young n+ggas be smokin’
and they call me glock, i keep it glock but you should know this
i be rappin’ the beach, i got some dough
i hop up in my ford, it don’t matter which one they notice
it got 30 in my cubby, and though i be on some solos
my auntie see my jesus picture, she say godd+mn holy sh+t
she hit like holy sh+t, i’m shootin’ sh+t, you know i will
gangnam tryna overk!ll, and the opps they know we here
our chain cost a quarter mil, plus a 60, that’s for real
b+tch, i’m signed to the feeler, yeah, i steal like san fidel
percocets, no vaynerchuk, been gettin’ money still, yo
every time you see me, i got two cups, they like you steal, yo
every time you see me, i got it too, n+gga, i steal, yo
pull this mothaf+cka, i’m not a mirror, james is pullin’ tricks
yeah, shoot a n+gga like mike
i jump up off the porch before i jump up on the mic
yeah, b+tch, you’re just too busy, i be rappin’ my real life
i’m ruthless just like eazy, i ain’t goin’ without a fight
ayy, n+gga, i’m a down south diamond mountain glock
now i’m a side gang, my young n+ggas in the cold, yo
i’m a side gang, yeah, my young n+ggas be smokin’ sh+t
and they call me glock, i keep it gloppin’, you should know this sh+t
hold up, lil’ b+tch, i got me some more dough
cash rules everything around me like i grow this sh+t
i just hold up a four+wheeler, you sittin’ on a floatin’ sh+t
n+ggas act like b+tches, bout these b+tches, but you know this sh+t
in the east coast with my bleakie, never leave, wait at my stand
n+ggas rest, yeah, they be meekie, me, myself, and now the three
when i shoot this chopper, they like this n+gga, it’s accurate
when i shoot this chopper, they like this n+gga, it’s talented
money talkin’ to my eggs like i told you
yeah, my heart cold, but my wrist might be cold
i just got the drop, i told the officer i’m comin’ over
i just got the drop, i told the officer i’m comin’ over
i’ma dance out, diamond mouth, glock in the head, toe up
it’s the homicide gang, my young n+ggas n+ggas in the coat
homicide gang, yeah, my young n+ggas be smokin’ sh+t
and they call me glock, i keep it gloppin’, you should know this sh+t

- down south pt 2 lyrics

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