S.O.U.T.H. Parkway

Gangsta Blac & ATL’s BBN - Pop, Drum & Bass
S.O.U.T.H. Parkway
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[Intro: Gangsta Blac] My main team on the side of my hip, nigga G-B, nigga, huh, South Memphis, nigga Huh, what you think, nigga? (We shootin' motherfuckin' .40's, nigga) Huh, South Memphis, nigga [Chorus: Gangsta Blac] S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, is on, shit S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, it's on, shit [Verse 1: Gangsta Blac] S is for shootin' bitches who constantly talkin' shit O is for overload when I popped in another clip U is for underground when I'm in Funkytown T is for takin' over 'cause you shouldn't have been around H is for hood rats that's hangin' in S.P.V P is for pussy, ho, that I got so easily A is Alaska Bound, all aboard on the plane R is for wreckin' shit, 'cause you know I'm insane K is for killin' bitches who constantly actin' hard 'Cause you shouldn't have fucked with me 'Cause I'm down with South Park [Chorus: Gangsta Blac] S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you, shit All us, all y'all too, is on, shit S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, it's on, shit [Verse 2: Cool Bee] I'ma kick it off, mane, true to the game, stayed the same Cool Bee's what they call me, keep two clips for my N-IN-E BBN got my back, 'cause all them thug niggas on the track Hustlin' 'til we D-I-E, Skullhead Baby, R.I.P Ball and ball until we fall, never 'cause I'm standin' tall See, I'm from that Memphis Ten, chiefin' and countin' Benjamins Gangsta Blac and S.P.V., all them thug niggas down with me Gangsta walkin' left and right, hoes be cuttin' up every night P-I-M-P maintain, ridin' in that Chevy-thang Holler, holler when you see me, throw them bows when you greet me [Chorus: Gangsta Blac] S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you, shit All us, all y'all too, is on, shit S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, it's on, shit [Verse 3: K Mull] N-Y-C and Tennessee, collaboration 'cross the nation Elevatin', stop the hatin', all we doin' is paper chasin' South Park, this South Parkway, test us, you'll die today Gun in your mouth with nothin' to say, blo-blo-blo-blown away Why niggas think they see us when we comin'? 'Cause we gunnin', and they runnin' Hit the deck, get the check from Gangsta Blac BBN, we got your back, yellin' "please, don't act like that" Watch out [Verse 4: J.A.] As I waak thru di valley of dem shadows ah Parkway Dem bwoy nuh play, ah seh wi keep dem AK Serv kon fiens, den tell dem busta "go play-play" Mi got nuh sleep, suh mi nuh care weh yuh say-say Mi jus a rude bwoy fram A-Town kaal J.A Now in Memphis Ten, weh dem bwoy shuh big gip Ridin twenti inch, an dem wavin dem tang-tangs S-O-U-T-H Parkway, dem nuh play-play [Chorus: Gangsta Blac] S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you, shit All us, all y'all too, is on, shit S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, it's on, shit [Verse 5: Gangsta Blac] Fuck what they sayin', it's real in the battlefield, kid, for real Your dog, them hog, when it comes to this business shit 'Cause I done had so many runnin' mans I tell you no lies Them same one's who block it all so I wouldn't make it by And I ain't mad, but I would rather see 'em sufferin', boy Them games they play, one day they shall chill with the Lord But on the realer, Gangsta Blac gon' keep it all in the fam 'Cause they got love in the first, and plus they know who I am Reload and cock back, take aim, and then you bust out Do everything, you see how that lil' shit jump out his damn mouth 'Cause here we play by Parkway, we damnin' what you hoes say No rules to what we obey, them thangs holdin' off, they will's break 'Cause buddha got me bumped out, on this I'm claimin' all clout So shoot it out your damn mouth, I must respect the Down South [Chorus: Gangsta Blac] S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you, shit All us, all y'all too, is on, shit S-O-U-T-H, yeah, Parkway Don't play damn-damn day, get your shit straight Test us, then we test you too, shit All us, all y'all too, it's on, shit
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Credits
- Writers
- Gangsta Blac
- ATL’s BBN