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(Hook)Have you ever, been stuck in Red Clay?Have you ever, been down south this way?Cuz niggaz down here don't wanna playSouthern Country boys from around the way(Verse 1)Straight to the forefront, never holding backMr. DJ, on the tracks, so I can't slackIn fact I consistently hold more raid than the Gen's armyNever said you'll harm meand you protecting your buffoons when alarm meI got you stuck like superglueYou had no clue no need for beefing in my stew, I gotta crew to doDirt hurt you and your flunkyBeat you down like junkiesThat's the high, now we got the munchiesInstead of smacking fast mouthsI doze, I close, I chose my foesI finger-fuck bitches like hoesSo I suppose as many plenty that any little skinny B got enemies we down south drinking Hennessey(Hook 2x)(Verse 2)Hey, back up, break 'em down like a compoundNah, shake 'em up like an earth quake 'til they fall downThen smoke 'em out like a pig in a blanketYeah, roast his ass like a turkey by banquetSee I did more dirt than the old maidGet rougher and tougher than leather but smooth like suedeGot the power to crush you like the abdominal snowmanThen grind your ass, like glass back to sandAs I map out and diagram my hitI'm a calculate the many ways the body can splitAs I look you in the face and spitI'm gonna watch you fall through this bottomless pitSo who you laughing at Jack, cuz the joke's on youClaiming true coming down this wayIn the coupe like that nigger (what)(Straight out of that south side)(You know we putting it down, come on)(Chorus 2x)(Verse 3)Well, let me get loose and spit my verbal juiceOn tracks I raps the G stacks and packs we pack mack for those who slackAnd whack, act, and who you got your back?I don't need my boys to bruise youKick a verse and loose youHey, booboo, who control your brain like lyrical voodooThat's how I screw you, so who doYou want to seeNow, Ni you got the most exciting Stevie, believe meSo many want to be meFrom the south side of the AWe blaze purple haze in many daysAnd in many ways, crime paysMy mind would drive through my waythen start to hit you hard like pavementMe and my niggas yeah, we stay bad.Coming through the "Y"You'll find me locally down southRun your mouth in my house and get tossed outI heard you said we was slowCheck the flowI got more in store down south this way we getting paidWhere we stay(Chorus 2x)(fade)more