[Intro: Eightball]
Check 1, 2
Check 1, 2 baby, yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Eightball]
1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2
Somebody better tells these mothafuckers how we wreck fools
Disrespect fools
Check and snap necks too
Chrushin' duos
Sittin', waitin' on the next 2
N***a, me and Bun got the extra clips and bullet proofs
Gone off illegal shit, bustin' out the sunroofs
Scatterin', n***as chatterin'
About where they been
Where they from, why they hate me, and relate me with
Stereotipical, down South country shit
On the real, we on the hustlin' makin' money shit
It's EightBizall makin' n***a feel Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip-hop, funky as a chit-a-lin
Bitter men, mad, thinkin' that they better men
Knockin' at the Suave House door, but we won't let 'em in
Hoes and n***as, got a lot of shit to talk about
Runnin' your mouth, can get you dead, deep down South

[Chorus: EightBall, Bun B]
I don't know where ya been
And I don't know what ya seen
But I know deep down South
It's all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya seen
And I don't know where ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep your G-U-N
I don't know what you've done
And I don't know what you do
But I know deep down South
N***a, it's all on you
Now, I don't know what you do
An I know what you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody else
But Ball and Bun
[Verse 2: Bun B]
I see no evil
Say no evil
Hear no evil
Try not to get in no evils
Raised up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevils
Ain't no sequels for your people when we touch down
South gon' put that crush down
N***a lay your philly, and you'll touch down
Takin' that shit so much clown
Don't even sound real no mo'
Your cap'll get peeled, slo-mo
Fuck you and that steel .44
I'm trill, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses no nevermind
Flip flows, so clever shine
Like diamond grapes on leather vines
Forever I regard it
As the first fool that started
Movin' gassed up n***as till they farted
Hands, black hearted, cold
Get retarded
Like slingblade, it bring made n***as
I played n***as
Still wanna see a thing fade n***as
I stay n***as
That is the fight, what you believe
Give you life room to breathe
But tonights the night for you to leave
As soon as sleep
Ain't got, no tricks up
Your still get mixed up
From Southern black macks
That stay gettin' they dicked sucked
[Chorus: EightBall, Bun B]
I don't know where ya been
And I don't know what ya seen
But I know deep down South
It's all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya seen
And I don't know where ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep your G-U-N
I don't know what you've done
And I don't know what you do
But I know deep down South
N***a, it's all on you
Now, I don't know what you do
An I know what you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody else
But Ball and Bun

[Verse 3: Eightball]
Crooked as the first letter in the word South
N***as who be 'bout gettin' paid, even when it's a drought
Fuckin' some stout, smokin' out
At my n***a house
98 live, side bet and gettin' screwed out
Screwed up, drinkin' my cup
Grippin' my nuts
Hoes be jockin', but eager n***as get setup
Wet up, fucked up, what's up?
Test us, guess what?
True but, you just, messed up
Deeper, than encyclopedia Britanica
If Ball don't do it, then Bun-B gonna handle ya
[Verse 4: Bun B]
To all you Betty Crocker
Cock knockers that wanna cook a cake
But don't know what it took to make that bitch
Take a look you fake
And switch your recipe
N***as always takin' tests of me
Pressin' me, just to see the stress and hate
Bring the best of me
Leave your mouth open, sesame seed
I seperate from stem and weed
Me, I go, murder
Murder them in deep blood clot
They get all red hot from lead shots
And what not
Mine, I go dead after red dot
And buckshot
So bitch n***as get the fuck out
Leave suckas stuck, fuck props
This where the buck stops

[Chorus: EightBall, Bun B]
I don't know where ya been
And I don't know what ya seen
But I know deep down South
It's all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya seen
And I don't know where ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep your G-U-N
I don't know what you've done
And I don't know what you do
But I know deep down South
N***a, it's all on you
Now, I don't know what you do
An I know what you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody else
But Ball and Bun
I don't know where ya been
And I don't know what ya seen
But I know deep down South
It's all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya seen
And I don't know where ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep your G-U-N
I don't know what you've done
And I don't know what you do
But I know deep down South
N***a, it's all on you
Now, I don't know what you do
An I know what you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody else
But Ball and Bun

[Outro: EightBall]
Yeah, Euphoric images
Psycadelic gangsta shit
This is fuckin' groovy man
I'll be back
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