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in the south - big kuntry king lyrics

[chorus: big kuntry king]
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
riding candy paint on an old school
big truck, porshes, beemer, benzes too
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
[?] with the ryms that don’t stop
carey choppers, blocka blocka til you drop

[verse 1: big kuntry king]
i’m a southside n*gga, ain’t no changing that
my squad [?] we ’bout to toat ’bout a hundred gats
plus a hundred clips, when i’m headed to new york
unless a yanky wanna buy some of this good coke
i’m from the south
where them young n*gga n*ggas run up in your house
chopper to your spous, golds in your mouth
i’m from the south
where them n*ggas let them things ring out
they be so gone, they don’t even remember blowing your brains out
i’m from the south
where them young n*ggas represent their zone
showing off the [?] and the polished chrome
n*gga down here, pimping them hoes
it gets hard down here, who you testing, homes?
[chorus: big kuntry king]
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
riding candy paint on an old school
big truck, porshes, beemer, benzes too
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
[?] with the ryms that don’t stop
carey choppers, blocka blocka til you drop

[verse 2: c*rod]
[?] upstate, fly south to get rich
round here in my city, get down real sl!ck
[?] the hoochies and the groupies, and the sl*ts and the hoes
off the meater, got n*ggas giving up what they own
i shine for the trap, zone 1 through 4
ziplock bag full of dope stay sold
zip [?] full of bullet holes
they moved to the country, ’cause the city out of control
from the corner store, to the corner of the gloab
half a piece to a sucker, flow rolling out my soul
we don’t play in the a, super fly and we serious
the flip paint drop [?] delearious
money, hoes [?] benefits
[?] we living up the moment when we in this sh*t
a lot for the [?] making money, money that stack
freaks throwing p*ssy, yeah [?] back
[chorus: big kuntry king]
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
riding candy paint on an old school
big truck, porshes, beemer, benzes too
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
[?] with the ryms that don’t stop
carey choppers, blocka blocka til you drop

[verse 3: ak tha razorman]
[?] avinue, smoking purple 22
shot and go, if you [?] know they call that candy blue
i’m telling you, these hoes will break they neck when i come punching through
i keep this desert c*cked, at these haters who be watching too
you know my clique the psc, that’s them boys who toat that heat
that’s them boys who run them streets, [?] across the east
i [?] that is me
mom and daddy sitting on [?]
rest in peace, he should’ve known better not to f*ck with me
follow me to the trap, where every n*gga want a piece
of the pie, i die before i let a n*gga take mine
in the south, you learn to play with 38’s and tech 9’s
[?] keep my pockets swole for the summer time
the south
[chorus: big kuntry king]
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
riding candy paint on an old school
big truck, porshes, beemer, benzes too
i’m from the south
where you find a girl with a big ass
where them young n*ggas spend a lot of cash
i’m from the south
[?] with the ryms that don’t stop
carey choppers, blocka blocka til you drop

- big kuntry king lyrics

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