[Intro: The D.O.C.]
Still smokin'
Chronic and indo
(He's totally throwed off)
Outspoken
Got bodies in the Pacific and they end up soakin' (indeed)
Over my papers n***a
Duct tape with no motion (believe that)
Cause it took to get these hoes open (uha)
[Verse 1: The D.O.C.]
Blazin'
Front page slow roast
West side home of the jackers
Cause some of these n***as is bad actors (not that)
They're fit to get you caught up in the raptures
But I just want the green like the masters
I'm watchin' how they do it a** backwards
My n***as over here collect platinum
You know my name n***a D.O.C. used to ride with the notorious D.R.E
It's overdrive for the y2k
Doc gave you the millennium look at how they feelin' us
I keep it rangin' from the bangin' to the sangin' on these fools
[Six2]
Now I'm payin' deuce cause that's play of the rules
You best to keep your a** on the ride
Cause on the south side g's contemplate genocide
Termination's the number 1 component on that a**
Sho' make you wanna blast fool don't it
[Hook: Six2]
The south is on fire, cause I see smoke
Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
It's on fire, n***a I see smoke
Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
[Verse 2: El Dorado]
Hit the block like Niño with Tony
Why you tryna hold me homie, I hit hard like the FED
Keys to the city I'm married to the streets
Who am I?, I OG as in gorilla comin' down milla
This fort murder ever hearda of a k**a
You the realest I'm a whole lot realer
Sweat Cortez like a yoyay dealer
I used to hide them things in skittles
8-1-7 Mr. murder
Get you heard by agent J. Bergis
Excursions s of burbses
I know you can tell my click ain't hurted
You heard sippin' surd
The different aroma is kinda on your urge
[Hook: Six2]
The south is on fire, cause I see smoke
Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
It's on fire, n***a I see smoke
Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
[Verse 3: U.P.-T.I.G.H.T. ]
They nationally televise me on america's most wanted
The man with the most input but no cash to flaunt it
Broke down battered and bruised distributed in target
s*uts are mine just fine as I redefine your d**h warrant
Street talk, we walk, keep y'all, sleepwalkin', seen it all
The combination of end all k**er I mean it raw
Swole after the goal
After hit that platinum changed my name
And my spray y'all n***as down I'm always blastin'
I'm corrugated malefactor no for score crackin'
Actually deceased with its exist I drive away laughin'
In the street covered in piss
I hear you chokin' and gaggin'
Lyrics vibrate your chest infamous for body baggin'
It's curtains when I'm flirtin' in fingerin' a trigger
The worst pain on a mankind I bring it to a n***a
Wit' an attitude throwin' out my CD like bare foot
Backed up against the wall lyrical homicide natural
[Hook: Six2]
The south is on fire, cause I see smoke
Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
It's on fire, n***a I see smoke
Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
[Outro]
What it feel like n***a
The Stallone corleone, cash money number 1 stones
You know we do it bit down there
You know we got full nuts n***a
What's up Doc, I'm here to do this for ya homie
And we stay on fire n***a
We'll burn the world naw
It's all f**ed up naw and it's gravin'
Cause we didn't got money and power, I'll holla later
[Hook: Six2]
The south is on fire, cause I see smoke
Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
It's on fire, n***a I see smoke
Don't nobody panic, ain't no one get choked
Whoever goes next I'm not really concerned
Cause the south is on fire let that motherf**er burn
The D.O.C. - DFW lyrics
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