Where Da South At?

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So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 I wear platinum on the chest 'cause I just can't rest
 CMG and BBS, nationwide success
 C-Note the big shot and Lil' Keke the Don
 We been Houston trend setting, baby since day one
 Start over and do it again, it don't matter to me
 Rest in peace to DJ Screw from the S.U.C
 It's the year 2 1, we still don't bar none
 Fade 'em all when we ball, keep the game on the run
 We put the lick down, multiplied the ends
 Then put the split down, Southsi' for li'l
 We from the South side nigga, we posted at the bar
 Me and Ke' the 'gar, we be shining like a star
 Them deuces on the car, cold drank mixed with bar
 Boys recognize who we are 'cause we coming with that hard
 I wonder which ride, we gon flip this year
 2002 Escalade, yes, we skipped the year
 About to jump through the Kappa, the young pro rapper
 Three or four girls in my car, a true macker
 The young paper stacker, equipped with game
 Nigga welcome to the section, where we hog the lane
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 So put your money, where your mouth at
 Collecting chips and buying new whips, yeah I'm about that
 This is hardcore, thug life
 Tattoos and paying dues and getting feddy every night
 Hoes sweating me, niggaz betting me
 That the laws behind my Lam', think they could catch me
 I think not, I'ma mash to the spot
 Turning corners hitting blocks, got the sturning wheel hot
 Alright catch a flight, hot-lanta next night
 Looking for some fire green, the price is right
 Come on they say the South 'bout to fall off
 It's the fourth quarter nigga but the game ain't called off
 We ain't stopping till the tapes is hauled off
 Even if it take the glock nine and the sawed off
 For real, it ain't no telling where the South at
 Quit bumping your gums and put your money where your mouth at
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 I guess we blowed up like you thought we wasn't
 See the double R, rap star on buttons
 Shining kinda dim, north star like nothing
 And I'm stomping on the snitches that be hating and fronting
 From the Clover to the Wood, nigga it's all good
 At the dome out in Miami, Florida, it's all hood
 Recognize homeboy, we be South for life
 And my boys'll get more from lifting so much ice
 Home of the piece and chain, diamond teeth and thangs
 Home of the pinky rings and the raw cocaine
 These niggaz swanging elbows and acting real wild
 While I'm trying to win a Grammy like I'm Destiny's Child
 Smoking black and mild and getting crunk on stage
 Fuck in the after Source nigga, we front page
 See me backstage, strapped with a gauge
 Taking rap to a whole another phase dog, I'm any ways
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?
 So put your money where your mouth at
 If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
 Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
 There go the East and the West
 Now where the South at, nigga?

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Duration
03:58
Key
7
Tempo
174 BPM

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