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South Park In My Hood

With You Hillwood To My Bones, To My Chromozomes Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone Push a Pencil Like A Stone On A Saturday Night I Choke a hoe From My

You Hillwood To My Bones,To My Chromozomes,Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone Pushing Pencil Like A Stone(CrackRock) On A Saturday Night,I Choke On Ah Blunt From My

me ass These other rappers couldn’t wash my socks That’s why I took the number one slot The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box Lord knows when I was on my

my homie I'm rollin' through a hood that I never been And every brother steps to me as a friend I love it, I love it And nothin' in my life will ever

on how I get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South

I write with napalms in my hands Flame the fuses, like a piss, off you go I'm nice battin', I practice when the park is closed I'm that man who squats

trailers in them South Parks Muffle it, cuz homie that hood's tighter then Kenny's So ladies if your belly button's not an innie then I'm outie Now hop in my

[Hook] Denial, finally my turn So if you play wit fire you know you gone get burned My life is in denial, finally my turn So if you play wit fire, you

man We don't care what people say This is for my niggas outside all winter 'Cause this summer they ain't finna' say ?Next summer I'm finna' sittin' in the hood