Suthern Style - Big 50

That’s another platinum hit, yeah

Yeah, southern style for that nine pound

You know what I’m saying?

What’s up cutie, you gon' love this one

It’s the bomb, baby, it’s the bomb, yeah

I’m coming up putting on work on these plexing ass bustas

My infrared is at that head 'cause nigga I don’t love ya

You’re listening to the sound of the southern-ass G

And playa hatin' niggas with them badges don’t fear me

Niggas on the block cock your Glocks 'cause we gon' uprise

Blastin' on these bastards 'til the mother fuckers realize

That we gon' fuck that ho chick, come on through bitch

Take a slug trick, I feel this

I’m high up off that fire I put down, leave a nigga twisted

So bow down, nigga raise up

Step up you, get fucked up

I pack a Desert Eagle, mother fucker

So you better have got your sleep in when I’m creeping

So you fool better recognize

I’ll be that G smoking weed with the crooked eyes

To the fullest, nigga don’t make me pull it

'Cause if I do, fool, you gon' be the one the bite the bullet

And that’s the sound of my gat saying, «Thank ya»

Peace, mother fucker, from that loc’ed out southern gangsta

Yeah, we doing it like this

I want all you niggas to recognize, you know

The south is on the rise

And uh, for you hoes out there?

A nigga’s got his mack game down, so uh

Watch this

I’m laid back like a mack sipping Cognac

So many bitches on my dick they call me Goldie Mac

I’m just a nigga black as coal with a silver tongue

Spittin' game like a mother fucking leak a-don' sprung

I keeps 'em wet like a faucet from my conversation

That makes it easy for this playa to have penetration

So um, what’s your name?

Baby, maybe we can get together

Go out for a drink or we can kick it on that other level

Take your time and unwind and let your emotions go

A playa gon' be a playa and a ho gon' be a ho

On the real, what’s the deal, can we get it on?

After I hit I split and let the woman go

Out the door, a rubber on the floor

A nigga like myself ain’t got no love for these hoes

Bitch, please, you feel lame to this game

Mackin' is a sport and I do it for the fame

I’m never caught up with at trick ho, it’s best I let you know

You found me rolling niggas out here giving up your cash flow

Flip the script and let that bitch play herself

Gold digging hoes will try to get you for your wealth

Sew up, recognize and put that bitch in her place

If she’s out of line, slap that ho in the face

Ain’t no slackin' in my mack is what it’s all about

It’s that mother fucker from the mother fucking south