Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Representin' Da South , by - Luc DucSong from the album Street Money Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.02.2001
Record label: Iconz
Song language: English
Representin' Da South |
| I be the nigga representin' da south |
| Ba da de bow |
| We be luv |
| Slangin' dope |
| Sprayin' some |
| Hittin' licks |
| Fuckin' tricks |
| Speakin' of fuckin' tricks |
| Some of them suckin' dick |
| Even they stank is sick |
| You know who’s hittin' licks |
| Gettin' wet |
| Frontin' 'bout a MD ballas |
| Strappin' up then tryin' to be shot callas |
| Servin' the hustlas |
| Born for the block |
| They might hit low so they tell us to cop |
| A cut, cut, cut and a chop, chop, chop |
| Bitches hittin' switches like a cha, cha, cha |
| Run for shop |
| We can’t get robbed |
| Bitches gettin' high |
| So it’s head, booty cop |
| Hoes suckin' dicks like lollipops |
| If a nigga slick robber |
| Then a nigga gettin' dropped |
| Whereva ya from do ya do it like ya do it |
| Cuz where we from we gonna do it like we do it |
| In my «A» |
| Representin' weak in dis |
| Catch a booty while i’m kickin' this |
| My nigga hittin' fronta this shit |
| I know, thought ya know |
| When ya hear reality flow |
| Plus I know dough |
| Spendin' chrome for the gold |
| Skee-lo ya know |
| Hot house smoke jo’s |
| Grindin' ya know |
| I’ve neva seen frontin' my advice |
| Fuck niggas betta think twice |
| A bama wit a dew shit ain’t nuthin' nice |
| But 'cha niggas wanna do |
| I hunt yo ass like a gold sweaty liver headed jew |
| Gamblin' all my riches away |
| But that’s ok |
| I can go rob for that shit the next day |
| Robbin' for bricks and ki’s |
| Puttin' dealers on their knees |
| To survive ??? |
| what a nigga need |
| Now I be |
| Jet mail like a rubber venom |
| And playaz hataz |
| I’m still spittin' slugs in 'em |
| Makin' money like Lutchie |
| Hustlin' for coochie |
| Tryin' ta make a million dollars livin' all in ??? |
| Spittin' bricks like a gymnist |
| Gettin' dope from buyer Prez Clinton |
| Can’t mop for the album |
| Shit we still got connections |
| If I go I still like to when i’m high |
| I thought I be stuck tryin' ta make fuckin' pigs fly |
| Get connected to my music like Tre to his basketball |
| Makin' sure ya rhyme in this industry |
| Another fall |
| If ya think this dream belongs to you |
| Never gone |
| Consider gone gamblin' wit this dude |
| So I started makin' lil' chump change |
| I still the same nigga ain’t a damn thing changed |
| Bridge (2x) |
| Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga |
| Haha, Luc Duc fo' tha 99 to the 2009 |
| Let’s ride, let’s ride |
| One to tha one to tha one check two |
| Hit 'em on tha mic |
| Nigga stir me like stew |
| Lil' Cross says fuck you and your crew |
| Eight six nigga like a stick in that dude |
| I’m tha same, balla balla |
| Bless your chain, balla balla |
| I don’t stop until I’m high |
| I’ma smoke until I die |
| Ride |