B.K., no more need say So Fiend playa, you know I'm busy countin some cash Then bouncin up on some ass Better yet, think I'm on some extendable hash You
LA (Let my angel sing) Chorus Outro: Makaveli This go out for 92.3, and 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit Makin my shit sells katruple
the air if you care United we stand divided we fall When the south is in the house you better watch your mouth Cause we on that hood shit I'm hood rich
you like, straight fuckin ya Some of 'em lyin (yup) most of 'em trickin Others are dyin, some of 'em victims When you come from South Central L.A. That shit
into gangbangin Four niggaz still hangin, years passed and slang changin Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't around We all thought he was real -- he did the snake shit Fake shit
wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit One verse, and leave in a new Benz-er Take a trip down south and put some hoes to work, you hear me Dirt McGirt, you
thick dames since he was 15 The click came ran trains if her shit clean The same broad fronted y'all like she Miss Thang And damn how da bitch seem she's a dick fiend
: (feat. Fiend, Magic, Perion, Petey Pablo) [Hook: Perion] I wanna see you front back side to side Just keep it movin I want to see what you do to get
gotta question (I gotta question) I'm pushin about five fifty-five on the mic, how much you benchin? I'm givin all y'all yahoo niggaz some new shit to
Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house! I live in wayne's world rappers is our the south And this is how we do it, do it in our south One more
your fault for anything if you done stand for something thats for certain But niggaz don't be listenin and that shit be hurtin Not all of us but some
muthafucking click! For my click! I'll die for my muthafucking click! For my click! I bust heads with my muthafucking click! With my click! If a nigga talk shit, Watch my shit
(this) Flipmode's the one and your shit should hear this Splitting the guns, causing a earthquake My contradict thick like a Mickey D shake I give the shit
playas do it (Pop that shit P) [verse 1: Master P] I started from the South, then I moved to the Bay Got Gs and a house, got carrow and some hay Them
: {Snoop Dogg} Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit Yeah.. We got my nigga Fiend in the house C-Murder in this motherfucker Mystikal all up
lookin' way clean bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green I'm headed straight to the LB forget it that's what they tell me Sell me everythang except some
me and Master P (ughh) For your concern, you knew there wann't no gimmick When I got into some gangsta shit and told you wann't No Limit To the thangs
Mya Landske Bulletproof, emotint you can't see Mr. G rollin' up weed, afghany sensee Bad MC, Mike Fiend, you the know spinage Like wintergreenmint, talk shit
