with some dirty south thugs Go all out thugs, go in your house thugs Talk shit, put blood in your mouth thugs 36 south stuck, stay on route thugs You
shakin' with the glass in my left one Right hand sayin' step-son To me my girls is fancy fly bitches To my niggas straight snitches and to them other
at your, fuckin' dome, coward shoulda stayed at home Never shoulda come South, never shoulda ran his mouth Sherm wid Bourbon comin' through, slammed wid eight killers of my crew We trill, we killin' already the body we
: Chuck D] Bring that beat back, we set it off "we set it off" Got us back for combat, we get it raw "we get it raw" With a counterattack over tracks we
picture Big Benz we try and make CEO ends The thick chicks love us, big dick style niggas Cristal niggas, y'all finesse this quick style niggas You didn't love me when my
ve been robbed by cats, slingin' my sacks Styles P-A-N-I-R-O, B-M-Doub, see that thug, get that doe We ain't positive, but we ain't negative The cops
at I got my first felony, holding my gat And I been robbing cats, slinging my sacks Styles P-A-N-I-R-O BM Doub., see that thug, get that dough We ain'
'm a true thug nigga, bring it straight to your crew Small yell when I rap, I'm basically talkin' to you You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my
1 - Styles P] (Sheek Louch) When there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you (P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible Fuck with my
busters Cluckers, you know I got'em two for one my nigga I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my nigga, come on Thuggin' is my thing, if I'm beefin'
box is not just I'm the Bad Boy style with a soldier She didn't get your hands on my shoulder Make me laugh girl Give me a smile Everyone wants my style
let's rachateer this, while most niggas will fear this Turn my shit down every time they hear it P H D me, rapidly right in back of me Tackle me, them niggas
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang We
, Styles P and Sheek, wasup, wassup Let's do it Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga, I came to shut it down Ski mask and four pound Baby, grenades, we
a 38 special do Turn niggas vegetable, salad ass niggas Never send a coward around violent ass niggas I'ma always bust my gun, use my knife ride or die, til the day I lose my
what Pussy...niggas...lay it...down Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown Pussy...niggas...lay it...down Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown We throw our...fuckin'...click up We
Styles and M.O.P.] Don't you ever try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!! This is for the hood and niggas that
my nigga nine, smoking on chronic sack Cool Bee with the S.P.V. my nigga aint having that I was raised a bastard child I represent ghetto style nigga
