And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house
It landed in my left hand while he started going south
Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south
And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house
Thats the south side lets ride lets ride
Not only had the fiend died
That's my in the life south.
From the projects to the penthouse
First off congratulations on the win
The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,
South cal, we runnin' this rap shit
Razor grips, laser spit
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