Now what you niggas know about the dirty south Nigga you spit the wrong shit you gettin’ spurred in the mouth Southside, let the spotlight shine, heat ’em up Introduce ’em to the glock 1-9, beat ’em up Who in the muthafuckin’ house y’all, the gulf coast Sippin’ blurbs, we perb on, serve and get a smoke Eyes bleedin’ from the brown shit The porch thick as you could ever fuk around wit And shut you down, bitch I represent from all angles of the south From s.a. to m-i-a, we in the house Knockin’ busta muthafuckas out So what you sayin’ If you for real about this goddamn game You’d say you playin’ So what you claimin’ Peep the game that’s bein’ spit Tell dem niggas who ain’t listenin’ That southside’s the shit I’m screamin’ "dirty south" While I’m chuckin’ up my deuce Dedicated to my down ass niggas The south trues, the southside
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[devin]
Southside, nigga what, nigga southside Bitches come a dime from outta town With they mouth wide open Scopin’ out the popped trunks, trippin’ Off the candy paint, drippin’ Elbows and vogues slippin’ Lookin’ for sumtin’ to happen And thinkin’ that these streets are cool And I’m the fool to show ’em ’round ’cuz I be rappin’ That’s when I let ’em know Hoe, there’s no southern hospitality ’cuz when dey get here Then the southern fatality I ball Wit a group of niggas when it’s time to do a job Fuck these groupie bitches smokin’ drankin’ with the squad Because it gets crazy after dark They keep they hands on they gun From 5th ward to south park The southside
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[tela]
Bitches and hoes, jewelry and clothes Money to fold, afterparties and shows That’s how it goes in this dirty hole Southside muthafuckas need to let ’em know that uhh (niggas ain’t playin’ in texas) Even our bitches be bouncin’ in bubble lexus In the ’llac, in the back, wit yack That’s our thang Niggas got game and you slang like main I been around the world and i-i-i-i Love my southside niggas I don’t know man I don’t know why, why We some live ass niggas Makes no sense how they pimp in the chi I’m gone ball from the h to the m ’til I die A-t-l, what the hell, you know atlanta be live In between new orleans, shit , we ’bout it and high Come on
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