[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Down South we play the game, we play it raw
[First Verse: Kangol Slim]
I`m strictly bout makin` my money
Strictly bout makin` my cheese
All these haters straight hatin` me
Cuz I`m on a paper chase for the collard greens
Monitor this, I handle my biz
Support me and my kids, I gotta get the dividends
Even if it mean committin` a sin, kickin` doors in
Muthafucka you a foe or friend?
Game is real, we playin` it raw
Down South, if you got it to see, we runnin` off in your house
Duct tapin` your arms, your legs, and your fuckin` mouth
When we get what we want, tellin` you to ride out
Never leavin` a trace
Sprinkle some ye round the place
Now you`re known to the D.A.
That`s a closed case
So don`t fuck with them hounds
We lay it down
Ask a clown when we buck around
Muthafuckas better lay down
We play it raw
[Chorus] (2x)
[Second Verse: Tre-8]
I`m missin` a certified death wish
Nigga wanna step to this gettin` blows to the dome
And I cock the chrome, it`s on, strong gone
Niggas don`t last long, I got`z to get my blast on
With the black mask on
Got a tool for my getaway
Servin` with the AK got the double clip
Plus the hollow tips nigga make way
You`ll get blazed today
And I`ma say what I gotta say
Niggas gotta play, the game how I play the game
Droppin` bombs on your town everytime mane
It ain`t a tongue it`s a mind thang
Funky little rhyme game
Where nobody go, nigga movin` too slow
I don`t changed the whole time frame
Now it`s rangin` and clangin` them bitches
We stained them bitches, lookin` stupid like hoes
Bringin` the pain to these hoes
With flows and blows of death
Makin` niggas sweat like hot sauce
Runnin` up my block bruh
Make me put my top down
Break you off proper
Pussy poppers over the World had better hide
Look into my eyes as I cock the nine
Niggas die when they try to see me
Nobody can beat me rappin` this fast and easy
The sequel, me runnin` with PNC, G, and we be raw
We be the coldest muthafuckas that you ever saw nigga we be raw
[Chorus] (2x)
[Third Verse: Misdemeanor]
We bes, the dopest muthafuckas that you ever saw
Spinnin` out of Lexus cars playin` the game raw
These niggas better recognize the real when caps get peeled
Me and my nigga Tre leavin` brains just spilled
That`s on the real, you can get killed
If you want, hit your ass two times up in the chest with the pump
Throw your ass in the back of the flip-flop trunk
Ride wit`cha your lady I`ll dump you off at the dump
When ya hurtin` for birth, til` the day you live the Earth
When you was on, that bitch should`ve worn a fuckin` skirt
Ol, sissy ass nigga I had to get wit`cha
Now your Mom and Dad sayin` they miss ya, had to give `em a tissue
[Chorus] (4x)
