Down South (Down South) We independent, niggaz getting rich Yeah we from Down South (Down South) And we be banging Screw [E.S.G.] Enough talk about these
, so turn it up Let's get drunk dawg, let's get buck dawg Where ya sets at, put em up dawg [B.G.] If ya down wit me, come on and let's get loose Anything
it down (Uh huh) I know you like style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down I know you like my style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down Wanna get
's get this money man, them hos come with the paper I'm done to go wherever this game takes us Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low bros That simple
you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out,
best! We takin' over! Listen! I started in Atlanta then I spread out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down
that thang thang, when I lane change Haters lookin at me crazy, boy I'ma bang bang M-I-A yo, we the same gang C.C. to Down South, e'rybody slang 'caine
more cash, and change the forecast Your boyfriend is lame, I make it rain on you He never make it rain, like Southern California Where's your umbrella
chips Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go
Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt's in the crib on
be your wifey could say that shorty might be But I think she like me, least I think she like G's All the G's on her bag, how she couldn't like me? (Gucci
You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it Wessyde, it's bumpin on the East Side It's slammin on the South Side Makin noise
No, the Ice is too clever I'm overseas Checkin G's Nigga please Ballin' since the 70's - yeah baby Blew up in the 80's Now you niggas hate me You
Blocc Front Hood And all them niggas out there in Compton Rollin 30s Harlem Ah yeah Pueblos Nickerson G's Peace Inglewood Family 18th Street South Loc And all the S
the disco Two brothers stepped up to me And said "Hey yo, Ice We don't think you're down What set ya claimin'?" E drew the Glock, yo my set's aimin'!
: Damn right I'm a nigga and I don'T care what you are Cause I'm a Capitaal N-I double-G-E-R Black people might get mad Cause they don'T see That they