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South suicide niggaz Gather up all your arms And get ready for this new world order Shit is about to change muther fucker Verse 1: I’m America’s nightmare Young black and just dont give a fuck I just want to get high and live it up So fuck in ’95 And why you tryin to slave us With minimum wages Slammin my niggas up in cages Changing their behaivors And spittin razors thats outraegeous Smoking moaches is hopeless We want lazy sofas and sculptures Lady chauffers who fuck us Full house and royal flushes Roll with the rush Its the official nas Got bitches with pistols and cash We living in the last My theory is “fuck it“ Sexy niggas get obducted My corrupted Is conducted Through ghettos Sippin amaretto Hand on the metal Foot on the pedal Never settle We wear Carolina Herrera Dirty Donna Karan sweaters Wrap over leathers and seudes Gold plated guns and grenades To blow up I got news from the informers I’m trapped in corners Bustin shots at Time-Warner Verse 2: Hey yo My man big Todd He know how to get by He high Threw a jinx Then be fixed to be fly Submit crossing up And downtown action And when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction Keep mad alibies A plan to stay wise and wide eyed Living in the state of south side Crooked jakes And fakes snake Niggas all out for papes Oh who wanna over take and leave you with drapes The white sheet covers This heat smuthers the street Eat brothers Ten shots rang You got banged We all ready for these wars We all want more These the last days get yours [chorus] 32 shots and certed the glocks You heard it for blocks The murdering guys Convertible drops Living life on the edge of dangerous Where you living Never giving a shit Cause we living in it Cause it be off the hook Crooks crash Cheeba spots
