Testi:
Lil 1 2 Dead Southern Girl

We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S ON! Rock on ................. break it down now! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Chillin' on the block, on the avenue Shootin' a lil

ll get your turn, use his flesh for the horse races AC-Chill, stop burnin down his house K-Rino, stop burnin down your spouse Tec-9, don't stab his girl, Brain-Dead

(feat. Lil' Wayne) (yea) Cash money (yea) Dawg child (yea) Wit ya man Lloyd (yea) Yea (yea) Yea (yea) Ok dawg child [verse 1:] I know its hot Cause

back so Lil boosie keep his mind at ease And god kno I kno That somebody gon hate on me But god kno I'm thug so U kno lil boosie go and get skeet [Verse

goes You by the club swerve You with your girl swerve A nigga mug swerve All my thugs swerve Chorus 2: [Boosie] You ain't never had shit (unh unh) Swerve

her mouth Realest rhyming in the south Back to Back Track to Track none of yall can get with that Lil' Flip and Sucka free always making paper stack [Lil

'll leave em on the streets dead I chunk up the deuce for the South and the North Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my mouth [Verse 2: Lil Keke

cares 1 Stray 2 Big HG 3 Quiztid Rhymez 4 Lil' Crippa 5 Yung Rappa 6 Koopsta 7 Crippsta 8 Lil' Rap 9 Willy Wooh Wigga 10 Lil' Ed 11 Small Kyle 12 Lil

Troy, Quebo ) [Screaming Back Up! in the background in the whole song] [Hook:] If we be ackin up, you best be backin up! [x6] [Verse 1: Lil Pete]