Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain
Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane
Driving my car to a foreign place
Say you through will all my foul ways
Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
Remember driving upstate text your mom updates.
Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
Driving around like gang bang gang gunner
Good love then i can do that for her
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