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e s g - the south lyrics

intro:
alright
this is yo everyday boppin b-tch
and i’m lookin for the n-gg-s wit the drop top
candy painted hittin the switch
so here’s a blast for ya m-th-f-ckin -ss
wit a d-ck in ya mouth
straight from the m-th-f-ckin south

verse one:
well it’s the south
nuthin but the m-th-f-ckin south
before ya say sh-t get my d-ck out cha mouth
mr. e is who i be
og fo 93
studio bgs gets no l o v
to the east i’m feelin hap
was the hap white black
as i get funky then a jit jack
then george clint jock’s rap
so b-tches hold ya nose
n-gg- watch cha hoes
we gon chunk dem 84s then blow the indo
i’m higher then an eagle
rollin deep in a regal
divorce desert storm
now i live wit desert eagles
slap a hoe
jack the sto’
i neva stole a flow
‘cuz i’m tighter then a tw-t
and i knock on virgin hoe
so and if ya d-ck fit
‘cuz it’s dank and drink
ya got me thinkin by the quick lick
i’m big wit the .44
this ain’t an indo
got the money ese
h-ll no
i’m out wit dat b-m again
the fiends tongue numb again
the half pin sprung again

one dead columbian
i’m i know it’s gonna be he
once the bird hit street
and the word hit the street
dat i
bought me a little crib in the cristmonte
and last month a little punk could buy a blunt
i guess my life
‘cuz shife won’t a ruin
but dat ain’t sh-t b–tch
ya know what i’m doin

chorus:
it’s the south
comin straight from the south
f-ckin it up wit a blunt up in my mouth
it’s the south
comin straight from the south (and i’m a og)
f-ckin it up wit a blunt up in my mouth

verse two:
nuthin but a
o f-ckin g
and thank god dat it didn’t happen in ninty-three
jacked from a crab
i got fo my gold
now my pockets look swoll
like a n-gg- on parole
after doin 10 l
ain’t cha fo a dime bag
fienin fo a piece a p-ssy and some zig zags
but f-ck it i’m gonna get mine
kick mine and d-ck mine
why ya lick mine and trick mine
ya can’t playa hate a true playa
so play dat sega
watch a n-gg- e page ya
wit the rat tat tat tatta
to me it don’t matta
now who’s in the backa
it looks like a jacka
i guess they wanna get me fo car today
but this ain’t tim
so i’ma show him a harda way
to not to f-ck wit the e

and dat ain’t nuthin but the south in me
and i’ll be

-chorus-

verse three:
watch cha back ‘cuz here i come
it ain’t nuthin but dat bomb
from the n-gg- straight from dat m-th-f-ckin south
wit the fry in my hand and my d-ck in ya mouth
droppin dem bombs all m-th-f-ckin day
we gotta have bose
there’s no date this ain’t la
it ain’t nuthin but a n-gg- like the e
and yea g it’s nuthin but the south in me

-chorus-

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