Testi:
South Park Stay On Your Grind

Stay on your grind (oh I know I know I you know) Stay on your grind (my people) Stay on your grind (everybody) Stay on your grind (and can you feel me

scrill Stay dollar bills, stay up in my pocket When you see the Boss riding clean, you can't knock it Got up on my hustle, got up on my grind When I

you hear me banging my Screw The heat go, chop-chop in all the right spots Down South we body rock, with 15's on knock Cl'Che, T2, Billy Cook on the top

represent Swishahouse They wanna top on my city and I sit on top of 4-4's I stay on top of my game, and lay on top of these hoes I be cocked up on three

check my catalog Went gold with Master P, on Down South Hustlers Two hundred thousand independent, Sailing the South little busta Up to the park what's crunk, I was Shining and Grinding

be doin Will guarentee your last breath In the middle of the night When you hear the dogs bark You know I'm in your park You can feel it in your heart

Breakin' The Law [x14] [First Verse: Playa Fly & Terror] [Playa Fly] I bring your cizourt procedures, your regulations and rules I bring your tickets

I'm true, i'm true. Your ridin swangs your grippin grain I do I do. Your candy red your candy blue your poppin trunk your jammin screw whatever it is

son and the south at my daughter Sink into my lemonade is my tar river water And a half a bag of sugar i aint even got ta stir it i parked the car away