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gon do, when the gun's in your mouth E.S.G.-SES, and we represent the South g'yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.] Now what you know bout Bayou Classic, or the Southern

(feat. Carmen Sandiego) [E.S.G.] Yeah you got it, I'm a hogg underground S.E.S. we next up, fuck who use to run the town Saw you and your soldier around

O-Z's, lay and leatherface and double Z's [unverified] Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the industry phony It's

p l e, k i d 's, reppin is lovely as you can see, endlessly, spittin prophecies until the day we d i e to the r a b, a p p l e, family until the day

Teen Spirit, but not Nirvana's It's real hip-hop music, like Afrika Bambaata's So step off, heeyyyyyyy, heyyyyyyy Yo it's the E-R-I-C-K yo... [Chorus

in and out a cell, C.O. slayed him on his mail His family got banked, he out on 200 foul bail Myself I don't trust, and that's ya man, so you bust him

no muh'fuckin' seat on your, on your bicycle Now you uhh, the head of black music That's what I'm talkin' 'bout right there homey G, whattup G? Yessir, e

Now let's get down to business, bitches 'Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin' to diss this Nigga that you know that's been down for years I've

't mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business I swear it's like this liquor is improving