You already know what time it is mane
It's ya boy dj down n' dirty, down n' dirty comin' down in through, what it do what it do
What it do, you already know what it's gone do
Know what I'm sayin', got a lil 2 player lil 2 player, lil 'sumn new
Let's go
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South (Ok)
Real players from the South (Uh)
Real players from the South
Jumped in my cutlass (Cutlass)
Rolling on switches (Switches)
Doubled up my digits (Digits)
Didn't leave a witness (Witness)
Running through this bitch, but not to elevate my fitness (Ok)
School'em with da vision (Ok)
Gave'em all da business (Ok)
Don't you get mad at me (Me)
It had to be, a young country nigga coming out the gate wit it (Out the gate wit it)
They lookin' for some leadership, bitch I stay with it (Bitch I stay wit it)
My name mean everything, so I don't play wit it (I don't play wit it)
N***** hatin', we can't save'em drinking gin and socko
If he keep on talkin' shit, I'll knock the meat out his taco
Ridin' round blowing big bumpin' Chad (Bumpin' Chad)
Premro, Winston Rogers in da back (In da back)
Windows down known for keeping foot on ass (Ass)
All that weak shit you do will never get a pass (Uh)
I'm still a big tymer rhymer, to the top climber
Now I got attention undivided, better know that I'ma I'ma (Ok)
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
Ugh, how da f*ck you tell a p-i-m-p how to pimp
When yo momma was a hoe, and yo daddy was a simp
I'ma out da trunk souljah (Souljah)
I thought I told ya (Uggh)
Put one through yo car door, shit might rip right thru yo shoulders
Playas from da South stack Velveeta mane (Veeta mane)
Power up and kill you monkeys like Vegeta mane (Geeta mane)
Georgia Peach in my seat Like Rasheeda mane (Sheeda mane)
Pimp hard, ball n' g, I'ma bleed it mane (Bleed it mane)
Like that boy from New Orleans, holler danger (Boom)
Jack the Rippa' when I cripple n**** I'ma microphone strangler
I told dem hoes, it take two to tangle (Two to tangle)
Intoxicated like ripple, playboy on my slippers off da hanger
Made in da trunk, and the streets (And the street)
You send that bitch ass text, look at that shit and then delete
Don't want yo 'mp3, yo U-R-L you weak (Bitch you weak)
Like a custodian, we comin' for da sweep, cuz we
Real players from the South
Real players from the South
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