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[Intro] S-O-U-T-H, M-E-M-P-H-I-S, take a guess Can you figure it out, huh you see that park sign Huh, you know what time it is on, yeah....
[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac] Got me runnin` duck and survive, up in this rap game Play it fly, and movin` equipped, wid blunts and blaze man Suburban to the curbin`, hold up cause I ain`t servin` Jump up and get ah cut ah that stuff, get off to servin` Armani or some coochie, her figure mixed wid coochie I`m ridin` fully loaded, plus cut, whatever suits me Lil Buck and all your kinfolk, you know the click was my folk South Memphis bout to blow up, boo-hoo and they can`t sop us So far from where I was, sometimes I feel like catchin` myself Before I go just let me know am I a fool wid myself Is SPV with my wealth, is SPV `til the death A Gangsta B so smoke the ashes passin` pullin` that health So comin` simple and plain, I guess the rules ah the game Is hocus pocus tryna focus, barely it just maintain So take a smell in hell, get the loot and get bail SPV I dwell, and all the times shall tell
[Hook: Gangsta Blac] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It`s all about a come up man, Bustas can`t be actin` strange See I dwell in SPV, over here ya cannot hang See I dwell in SPV, over here ya cannot hang
[Verse 2: DJ Paul] Fuck haters ain`t savin` none ah you hoes in the never P The Prophet the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV The bustas we rush `em quick, come one come on scary bitch We squeezin` them forties wid the mufflers and them reds trick Straight 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 spilled but bitch I thought you knew, The motherfuckin` scores, cover them holes in your fuckin` back You leakin` like ah faucet any second your body gon` be on flat Triple fuckin` Six, in your face got you shakin` Duck my thugs from Two Lane and QueensMound, give `em a reason to duck, They never shoulda took the trip, knowin` that the Haven`s buck Buckshots that we produce, and we leavin` `em loose in they insides They bleedin` through his guts, The closer ya come the closer ya encounter from outer space The Black Haven Zone, the BHZ niggas gon` take your place over
[Hook: Gangsta Blac & DJ Paul] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It`s all about a come up man Bustas can`t be actin` strange See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang [See I dwell in BHZ, over here you cannot hang]
[Verse 3: Juicy J] 1995, Mystic Styles the album was the shit Me and DJ Paul hit the back and catch the fattest chicks We was movin` team was comin` clean wid something flexin` Paul bought a Bourbon after that `92 a Lexus Playa haters started comin` cause they saw us slammin doors I couldn`t, stop, here, they don`t fuck, wid a nigga no more But yet I still fuck wid you, I also fuck wid business to Tryna stack some cheese, for the keys, to my crib fool Everything was cool when you saw a nigga hype the street Everything was true, when I said you hoes didn`t fuck wid me Now I`m makin` money and my company is risin` quick Major labels callin` everyday, tryna get wid this Northside for life man, a nigga ain`t tryna change I trick it wid the niggas that stay real, true to the game Lames don`t step up, stuck up bitches need to suck, a mean ass dick For the nine six, fuck them ducks
[Hook: Gangsta Blac & Juicy J] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It`s all about a come up man Bustas can`t be actin` strange See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang [See I dwell in NMC, bustas know you cannot hang]
DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It`s all about a come up man Bustas can`t be actin` strange See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang
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