Fuel To Da Fire — текст песни (Artis: Baddazis)

Fuck it, I bet chu` wont sang
That shit on there

Alma Mata(Alma Mata),(unh, unh) nigga` this the Alma Mata nigga`
(This the Alma Mata) Everybody raise up, raise up
(Watch out for dat` South Carolina shit)
Yeah put your hands in the air,(put your hands in the air)
(Like dis`)Like dis` here, check it out

I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south shit nigga` I love it

300 plus shawty and I love to fuck(love to fuck)
Love to smoke weed, love to get my dick suck
It`s an everyday ritual, cash before em` all
Others niggas see it different but that`s my call
See I ain`t greedy for green, but I`mma get what I earn
And if you thinkin` any other that that then you got something to learn
I ain`t cho` cotton-pickin` fool, I ain`t cho` ignorant ass nigga
Smoke dope all day but rarely fuck wit` cho` liquor
See I`m far from the nigga, that sit on my ass and just complain
Mastermind offense and defense Phatz ain`t neva` out tha game
Reserve the sidelines for the rookies
Ol` sissy ass wussies, ol` sissy ass pussies
Ol` triflin` ass pussies

I keep my thoughts to myself, unless` its written on paper
That should go and letta` nigga` know how much I hate cha`
I been livin` down south my nigga` all of my life
No matter how much I swing I`m always loosin` a fight
Some folks pack up and leave, but I be damn if I be(go) go
I`m tryin` to get rich quick be damn if I`mma go broke
These stereotype-ass people say fucked up shit bout` my state
When they ain`t never lived in it
ain`t never brought they fuck-ass my way
See in your eyes all you see is cow pastures,
and collard greens eatin` ass niggas`
Probably thank niggas` still washin` clothes
and fetchin` water out of dirty-ass creeks and rivers
Ain`t no such thang man you can`t judge a book by its cover
Until you seen it for yourself then you can`t judge brother

I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it

See I`m country as fuck
I`m down on my luck
When the pressures on nigga`, shit who can you trust
So I pour my own poison to relieve my stress
I can`t make it on my own, Lord I need to be bless
It`s 90 degrees in the shade, but I still feel cold
I gots this feeling, I`mma feel this way til` I`m dead and I`m gon`
But I ain`t gon` let shit take me, I`mma stand up and fight
This time I got my skills together and my swing trunk-tight
So if you speakin` bout` my itty, bitty city negatively
I be guaranteed to make my shit connect so you can feel me
The south`s my fuckin` home, and if you come here talkin` shit
I be damned if I leave this hoe alone, feel me bitch
I`mma buck on your ass til` your bitch ass fall
And if you come wit` mo` niggas`, I`m takin` out all of y`all
Man I`m country as a mug, and proud as fuck
See once I was down, but now I`m up on my luck

They came cross plenty muthafuckas, bit off a lil` change
Don`t know who in the fuck they dealin` with
Insultin` my game
I`m one of the hardest hittin` niggas` thats out on the field
Never hear me hollerin` bout` keepin` it real
What the fuck is keepin` it real?!!
Be yourself Daddy said,
Pist on what dem` other niggas` doin`
It`s they on fuck up if they lives they ruin
Always been bad as fuck ain`t no skinny-yimmy
All that animosity you pump, fuck it don`t even offend me
Ambush, thats how we came
Suckas thought they was the big mountains, became the small grains
Damn right we CAROLINIANS
Got any questions?
Couldn`t be a better time, I`m right here ready for discussion
Yeah I`m country as fuck, I`m proud of it
And I`m livin` down south, shit nigga` I love it
You feel the breeze smell shell smoke

the trees got the guts that hit the box



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