[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]
Stressed in the party back and now I`m the one that took to long
Can it be I`m crunk and or is it that Big Chug is passin` on
Family, friends, hoes, all ah my niggas ridin` rollie vogues
Ridin` pass me hollerin` at me bury me a snizote hoe,
Hard headed nigga bitch, die by the trigger trick
Chillin` wid my nigga Slick, kickin` pimpin` on a brick
Every fuckin` day, Parkway chiefin` plenty hay
What ya gotta say, Gabay where a nigga stay
V-Dog`s comin` at ya wid the mind of lunatic
Bitch you cannot fuck with this, standin` with the pistol grip
Loadin` up my shells, I smells me an enemy
Damn if a nigga don`t die `fore he get to me
Ride with the Luger let it go, let it fuckin` go
Man if for bricks, aww shit, we be in this hoe
Down `til we die, stay high never fuckin` play
Killers on the realer motherfucka South Parkway
Hook:
V-Dog plus the gangsta done kick that bitch in
Damn man, them fuckin` niggas done struck again
(Call the police and tell them watch your back)
[Verse 2: V-Dog]
We from the South part ah town where the police we hate
Ah lotta niggas die young ah lotta bitches get raped
So if you violate fool, your ass we gon` chase
Nail ya coffin` up, blow, shoot bricks in ya face
This shit is serious motherfucka, so bitch listen up
South Memphis in this bitch fool and we clickin` up,
Real niggas out the midnight roamin` the streets
It`s nuthin` but real around
None ah you hoes won`t get chance to sleep
So close them curtains, and make sure all them doors locked
Cause when we rush up in that bitch fool somebody gon` drop
Call the police motherfucka, we don`t give a fuck
You betta have a cellular phone cause all them phone lines is cut
Lock your door, a note left on the dresser
Face down on the floor, is where I left her
Changed clothes in the alley, my body was numb
Call the Gangsta, yeah fool the job is done
Hook
[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
People all up in my head, put my cousin down to sleep
Vietnam, here I come, see if you can deal with me
Anna`s in the air, all you smell is the scent of shit
*Gunshots*, Kill you just for the fuck of it
Pop I blow I smoke, I blow I smoke `em out there just like grass
S-P-V, R-I-C, creeped up on your monkey ass
Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L-M-G, and many more
S-P-L might as well get it cause you know the score
Buck fuck stuck wid a duck, I don`t need this
Big business motherfucka be a witness
I was a fool cause back in school didn`t learn shit
Totin` a jewel it was a rule in the South shit
B is for Blac, but I be back, wid some real shit
V is my dog, and he be strapped, wid a full clip
G-A-N-G-S-T-A comin` from South Parkway
Smokin` on a blunt ah hay,
Damn what another say, BITCH!
Hook (2x)
