there Dang, you pop this trunk Bang down this block (Play-Play-Play-Play-Play-N-Skillz) Beat 'em down right quick mayne [Chorus - Play-N-Skillz (Bun B
, Jay Prince Ahh, yeah, rap a lot back in the house, once again With the trillest of the Trill, Bun B The new president of the South Yo Bun, it's yo
all our brothers and sisters, who suffer at the hands of the innocent. [Bun B] It's been a long time comin' but it finally came, for Bun B to get his
We some southern OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit Bun B
But I'm fresh as I wanna be Check my swag My thousand dolla shoes My hundred dolla rag My new era [?] I'm crowned, hold her down My [?] sittin' 24 inches
got five of the hottest motherfuckin' emcees in the world, givin' you that gangsta shit! IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKIN' GRAND FINALE!!!!!!" [Verse 1: Bun B]
s where a nigga ride, in the south You taste a nigga dick, every time you shove ya tongue in her mouth Ya weak bitch! [Hook] [Verse 2: Bun B] Say man
INTRO (Yung Joc) Is that right? Block Hustlenomic$ BNT ho! A G is what a G does bay, my momma told me dat BNT ho! Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let's go (Chorus
My pockets are heavy and my diamonds are blindin My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for
make They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they
and out before it be too late I don't want to be 6 feet under So I pack and tote my thump Suckas want to hate and block my thunder 'Cause I got more
You've just been cracked, another Smoov Jizzell production Buck and Bun B y'all niggaz can't see this nigga Cashville to Texas We snatchin' niggaz out
my time I had to roll with the punches and keep my ducks in a line I keep my mind on my money, I keep my mind on my paper I keep a glock inside my pocket
muthafuckin' split cha (3x) Second Verse: [B.G.] Ain't that cold? I heard a nigga, downed my nigga My partna just paged me and say they found my nigga
Miami the ghettos (Dade County) Every hood and the projects And when I drop off my singles I'm dropping one of my targets Lord forgive me for my sins,
it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you To my brother Mikey Mike, stay up homie To my cuz J.B., stay up homie If you locked
of cocaine Hit interstate ten, to Texas Listening to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus Called up Pimp C Did a song last week with my nigga Bun B Twistin
ounce of cocaine Hit interstate ten, to Texas Listening to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus Called up Pimp C, did a song last week with my nigga Bun B