TwAn J - Soufsid.E. (Prod. Ric & Thadeus)

Ol Nat down to Godby
Flat shoals up to creel
Cloud high like God be
Waffle house to Holyfield
Cashed checks by Kilroys
Bought blunts at texaco
Pull up in tha culdesac
Shyt like lil mexico
Sundays hit Big Daddy's
Usedta glide at skate town
Knew a freak in camelot
'Nother freak dat came a lot
Mexican was red lobster
First Ritz right 'cross tha street
Yasins we usedta eat

I'm from tha A, i was born in tha V
I was raised in tha G, my neighbors was G's
U barely passin thru, like makin D's
Colli park niggas, see dey was movin P's
When Kemp had tha work, my bro had tha weed
My ho had tha sweets but yo ho had disease
Cut tha shyt dat don't work, jeh like amputees
I brang tha game to its knees

Niggas roun here got felonies,can't vote,jes trap hard
Keep bad broads, dat do hard, and cap hard
Slab
Freaks 'roun here fuckin suckin anything hard
Dat molly water their new God, while white folks eat tide pods
Slab
Bust shots in tha back yard, in colli park, we lightin dark
Like awl tha stars, like kendrick and SzA are
Slab
Niggas roun here got beef, have shoot outs in ya front yard
Outta they car, den walk away wit a damn scar
Aye
Pull up, on tha, scene, gotta, have a, strap
Aye
"Bitches, on ya, freak, probly, got a, strap(on)
Yea
Colli, park, river, dale, to tha, point
Souf
Gettin, to tha, bag, like a, fuckin, point
Side
Gotta, chase a, high, at ya, lowest, point
Ungh
When u, outta love, dats ya, lowest, point
Damn
Almost, every nigga, done been, to tha, joint
Aye
Niggas, get a, bag, AND dey, roll a, joint
Sheesh

Written by:
Antwan Jennings

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