Now now now nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! (like that now, like this, and it don`t quit, and it don`t stop) Nine in my hand, oune in my crotch Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! (and it don`t stop, and it don`t quit, it`s like that and ah)
See, niggaz in the south wear gold teeth and gold chains Been doin it for years, so these niggaz ain`t gone change They comin around the ghetto so you might call em soul Been wearin furry kangol`s, so that shit is old You might slang a rock or two just to pay the rent Five dollars for a table dance so now your money`s spent You listen to that booty shake music in your trunk As long as there`s that "tic tic" followed by that bump I`m down to stick a hoe if she got a g-strang Cause the niggaz in the pointe ain`t changed, main You might call us country, but we`s only southern And i don`t give a fuck, p-funk spot to spark another
Chorus w/ variations (repeat to end)
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