holla at cha boy man, im strait out tha souf/ where boyz don't jus talk, they leave a mess in ya mouf/ i'm from tha souf where them boyz put ice on they teef/ & where u don't leave ya house unless ya jeans got a crease/ i'm from tha place where everybody put candy on trucks/ & everybody talk slurred cuz tha drank in they cup/ i'm from tha souf where everyone gotta ride wit a heat/ & if u ain't got a job then u grindin ta eat/ i'm from tha souf where them ballas stay ridin on chrome/ i'm a stay holdin it down, dog, i'm strait out Tha Tone!!!


Texas still holdin'!!!!

quick freestyle, but i can punchline too.

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