D.J. Paul - South Memphis lyrics

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D.J. Paul - South Memphis lyrics

[Repeating sample] South Memphiiis [Verse 1] Bustas better make way k**as of Southpark way Deep as the pacific Villains in South Memphis No-end territory, plenty ammunition n***as you best to be watchin' ya back Cause we f** up the competition So come and get some 187 invitation Burial insurance and some hospitalisation You never should step in the cell that I dwell in You don't know what you pay, trick Slug to the skull and a permanent vacation South Memphis pro and you know, that we loco dog (?) in your throat as you choke off a blood clog Teflon in your stomach, guts in your vomit Wish to f** up my hood but you ain't that dumb b**h It's da Scarecrow, schizophrenic madman Who rat out the south, trick run, run while you can Slip up ya f**ed up don't get ya spine slit Trick, you can't f** with South Memphis [Verse 2] Wiggedy-witness The n***a that's droppin' the lyrics That's leavin' 'em motherf**in' sh**less You (?) a** b**hes can't f** with South Memphis Don't end up on my hit list Don't make me click You weak a** tricks don't test my mental sickness Lord Infamous the Scarecrow Tongue be twisted when I spit this Wiggidy-what's ... watch me chief it South Park Way is keepin' you slaw n***as beatin' You know that sh**'s no secret So peep it, some n***as try to creep it South Memphis rollin' deepest So I know you ain't got beef trick And f** a n***a who got a goddamn problem with it Wanna confront my set? Get that gauge b**h you best forget it Trick in Lauderdale, South Park, over Victor Bring yo a**, I bet the big (?) get ya Longview Heights, Cambridge b**h and Riverside Alotta punk n***as brought they a** too and got fried Scarecrow let ya know where it's at b**h These lame motherf**ers can't f** with South Memphis

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