the d.o.c. - dfw lyrics
[intro: the d.o.c.]
still smokin’
chronic and indo
(he’s totally throwed off)
outspoken
got bodies in the pacific and they end up soakin’ (indeed)
over my papers n-gga
duct tape with no motion (believe that)
’cause it took to get these hoes open (uha)
[verse 1: the d.o.c.]
blazin’
front page slow roast
west side home of the jackers
’cause some of these n-ggas is bad actors (not that)
they’re fit to get you caught up in the raptures
but i just want the green like the masters
i’m watchin’ how they do it -ss backwards
my n-ggas over here collect platinum
you know my name n-gga d.o.c. used to ride with the notorious d.r.e
it’s overdrive for the y2k
doc gave you the millennium look at how they feelin’ us
i keep it rangin’ from the bangin’ to the sangin’ on these fools
[six2]
now i’m payin’ deuce ’cause that’s play of the rules
you best to keep your -ss on the ride
’cause on the south side g’s contemplate genocide
termination’s the number 1 component on that -ss
sho’ make you wanna blast fool don’t it
[hook: six2]
the south is on fire, ’cause i see smoke
don’t n0body panic ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
it’s on fire, n-gga i see smoke
don’t n0body panic, ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
[verse 2: el dorado]
hit the block like niño with tony
why you tryna hold me homie, i hit hard like the fed
keys to the city i’m married to the streets
who am i?, i og as in gorilla comin’ down milla
this fort murder ever hearda of a k!lla
you the realest i’m a whole lot realer
sweat cortez like a yoyay dealer
i used to hide them things in skittles
8-1-7 mr. murder
get you heard by agent j. bergis
excursions s of burbses
i know you can tell my cl1ck ain’t hurted
you heard sippin’ surd
the different aroma is kinda on your urge
[hook: six2]
the south is on fire, ’cause i see smoke
don’t n0body panic ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
it’s on fire, n-gga i see smoke
don’t n0body panic, ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
[verse 3: u.p.-t.i.g.h.t. ]
they nationally televise me on america’s most wanted
the man with the most input but no cash to flaunt it
broke down battered and bruised distributed in target
sl-ts are mine just fine as i redefine your death warrant
street talk, we walk, keep y’all, sleepwalkin’, seen it all
the combination of end all k!ller i mean it raw
swole after the goal
after hit that platinum changed my name
and my spray y’all n-ggas down i’m always blastin’
i’m corrugated malefactor no for score crackin’
actually deceased with its exist i drive away laughin’
in the street covered in p-ss
i hear you chokin’ and gaggin’
lyrics vibrate your chest infamous for body baggin’
it’s curtains when i’m flirtin’ in fingerin’ a trigger
the worst pain on a mankind i bring it to a n-gga
wit’ an att-tude throwin’ out my cd like bare foot
backed up against the wall lyrical homicide natural
[hook: six2]
the south is on fire, ’cause i see smoke
don’t n0body panic ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
it’s on fire, n-gga i see smoke
don’t n0body panic, ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
[outro]
what it feel like n-gga
the stallone corleone, cash money number 1 stones
you know we do it bit down there
you know we got full nuts n-gga
what’s up doc, i’m here to do this for ya homie
and we stay on fire n-gga
we’ll burn the world naw
it’s all f-cked up naw and it’s gravin’
’cause we didn’t got money and power, i’ll holla later
[hook: six2]
the south is on fire, ’cause i see smoke
don’t n0body panic ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
it’s on fire, n-gga i see smoke
don’t n0body panic, ain’t no one get choked
whoever goes next i’m not really concerned
’cause the south is on fire let that motherf-cker burn
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