[Intro: Pimp C]
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Uh! It's really goin down in the South bitch!
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Yeah nigga! We know hip-hop and rap and all that shit started in the
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muthafuckin East
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Knalmsayin? Then it went to the West coast and they did it a little bit better
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Knalmsayin? But now it's our time to shine down here NIGGA!
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Knalmsayin? So since y'all niggaz keep sayin we ain't real hip-hop down here
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We don't wanna be down with you bitch ass niggaz!
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So y'all stay up there with that BULLshit!
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This country rap tunes down here nigga!
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Young Pimp! Young Bun! Underground Kingz!
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All the O.G.'s that's recognizing the real, I got love for y'all
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But all you bitch ass niggaz talkin down in ya records, you can eat a DICK!
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Hold up!
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[Charlie Wilson (Pimp C):]
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Pushin cocaine, serving pounds of weed (pounds of weed pussy nigga)
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Steady stayin on the grind (steady grinding, stay in the studio nigga)
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Pussy nigga can't say he ain't hating me (I know you hating me bitch.. hold up)
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Because if you did, then you wouldn't be lying (hold up)
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But how in the hell am I supposed to respect the man? (if it ain't respected, it ain't respected)
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That talk down on every song (I hear you talkin down nigga!)
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You steady actin like a bitch, you steady cryin your eyes out (stop crying bitch!)
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Say my name pussy nigga, we can get the shit on.. on..
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Ooooooooh yeah! (Knalmtalkinbout?)
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[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
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Quit hatin the South... (baby)
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We gettin paper in the South... (gettin money)
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Quit hatin the South... (baby)
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Quit hatin the South...
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[Bun B:]
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Well it's been a long time my nigga, I shouldn't have left you (I shouldn't have left)
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When I some real trill shit to go left to
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Gotta lot of respect fool (yeah), for the ones before me
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But when my time came they act like they ain't know me
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I've been down with rap music since Cold Crush and Melle (Melle)
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Before MTV put Run-D.M.C. on the tele (tele)
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Back when Whodini tried to tell ya about ya friends
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Nigga I was giving rap all my time and my ends
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Bought damn near every record the muthafucka dropped
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West coast gangsta music, East coast hip-hop
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Now it's our time to shine and the tables is turned
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Them muthafuckas aggravated 'cause we gettin some burn
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"There's no room for everybody, just a few niggaz is swole" (why is that?)
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Proabably 'cause they favorite rappers ain't in control
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But just let go of the past 'cause it's hurtin your hands
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And pass it over to the next generation of fans
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And quit hatin the South
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[Chorus]
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[Willie D:]
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I'm blastin off on you hoes like NASA
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You double standards and hypocrisy, remind me of Massa
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We ain't good enough to eat at ya table but when ya dick get hard
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You wanna run up with the ?
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I from the get.. coke but I'm still clockin figures
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Bitch.. hoe.. cocksuckin nigga
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And that goes for all you visitors too
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If you don't like it down here, get the fuck on fool!
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They say you can't rap and they questioning our intellect
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Friendly ass niggaz jumpin bad on the internet
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Ain't nobody typing that much, can't be a danger
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Catch you in person, bitch I'll break yo' fingers!
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It's some trash in the South but I promise you
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From the East to the West, some of y'all garbage too
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As long as the beat knock and the lyrics hot, son
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I can give a rat's ass where a rapper is from
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I remember N.W.A. and PE
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Had me feelin like a rapper was the thing to be
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You can't fuck with Willie D, UGK either
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Disrepsecting the code, ? muthafuckas neither
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[Chorus: 1/2]
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[Pimp C:]
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To all the radio, T.V., and even the presses
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Been hatin on the Sizz-outh like we ain't ready
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Y'all think we came in the place, say man we came in the state
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Y'all shoulda listened to Andre, bitch we got somethin to say
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And all you washed up rappers, you ain't what it's about
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I see y'all tryna rap like us and puttin grills in ya mouth
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Y'all buy the beat, buy the beat, like y'all bouncin and twerkn
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But hoe we know what's goin on and bitch that bullshit ain't workin
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I'ma O.G. Rock Balll, write my name up on the wall
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Fuck yo' bitch and hit the switch and put my dick up in her jaw
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| (I'm Sweet) Jones, fucked a clone, lege |
