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true tales from the southside, welcome to college park mane
mane live is everything you know what i’m saying
i had a few special requests for this one
n_ggas should cherish that sh_t while they got it
hustle hard all he can
hear his family all he can
this is da clean up project
hear his kids all he can
hear his fans all he can
what up dawgs, pioneers of the south
every time i hit the mic imma give you all i can
these are the tales of the southside
[verse 1: t_rock]
one love to my n_ggas in the jail and trap, selling crack
these street n_ggas oughta been to h_ll & back
i’ve seen a lot of n_ggas cruisin’ off materialism
murdering to k!ll for the [?] and stacks
and it could’ve been me
so i [?] time tryna look in the mirror
feelin’ it should’ve been me
i’ve been living in the gutter with the crooks & thieves
i don’t [?] faces but look’s deceive
watch yo foes, keep ’em close
looking on the back of your hands to take notes
i ain’t have n_ggas in my house
one day, next day, tried to rob me, i don’t take [?]
try to protect mine and my best ability
n_ggas ain’t feelin’ me
till i come out with that artillery
blast attack, tell ’em [?]
pick his ass up and take him to the morgue facility
i’ve been living in the area for over 11 years
i’ve been doing to get riches and batch rose
never thought i’d be slippin’
when i’d be peaceful & protection
if you ain’t ready then i’ll murder and flash shows
so i gotta be strapped with calla crows[?]
with assh0l_s
for tryna get a n_gga on the cash flow
blast hoes and black fold [?] your back door
catchin’ bullets like a [?] sparrow
[?] is the [?] repair_o
choppa’s sittin’ low in the black camaro
imma k!ll ‘em all like the j[?] faro
ain’t no b_tch in my bow & marrow
you better go get ya a life and a job or something
you really need to stop the frontin’
i’m c_ckin’ somethin’, poppin’ somethin’
not anybody think they stoppin’ somethin’
speak up hoe ‘cause i’m not for mumbling
y’all n_ggas weaker then a flock of pumpkins
you don’t wanna see me go kamikaze
i’ll body you n_ggas right outside a shop in london
i’m syped[?] up, syped[?] out, strapped up, iced out
don’t cross me, i turn lights out
smoke weed, sip hen, drink ice house
[chorus: yung hazardus]
keep ya friends close, and ya enemies closer
keep ya eyes open, and open a [?] for smokin’
‘cause n_ggas robbing now, n_gga it’s jackin’ season
so when they try to rob me, i’m blasting with no reason
keep ya friends close, and ya enemies closer
keep ya eyes open, and open a [?] for smokin’
‘cause n_ggas robbing now, n_gga it’s jackin’ season
so when they try to rob me, i’m blasting with no reason

“this concrete, you gotta make your money
then when you get the money, then you get the power, then when you get the power, then you get the (inaudible to fade)”

- t rock

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