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• Artiste: Nat
• Titre: Rednecks & My Country Thugs (Long Version)
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Chorus For my rednecks and my country thugs This For my rednecks and my country thugs This For my rednecks and my country thugs Cause the dirty south thats what we love See He was acting like a bitch so I treatem like a bitch Gotta a problem wit my nigga you get beat off in this bitch Now throw it up now throw it up me and and my niggas Bring the fire we blow ya up Blow ya up 1st Verse Rednecks and my country Thugs We is what we is and thats whats up We gone crazy get crunk in the club We be who we be and dont give a fuck We dont play round here We make ya disappear Can ya hear me do I make myself clear Well put something in your mouth So dont run your mouth Or even talk loud when you come down south Yeah down south you can call me the prince of this Move mystical out the way cause had no sence of this West hell is the side where I do stunt at And the moves you try to make Flav Ja Vue done that The Bare truth said NAT so Im gonna spit the rest If it leads to some mess Im prepared S on my chest Say soldier not sucker simp or sorry nigga If ya froggy go head and leap off the problem nigga Chorus For my rednecks and my country thugs This For my rednecks and my country thugs This For my rednecks and my country thugs Cause the dirty south thats what we love See He was acting like a bitch so I treatem like a bitch Gotta a problem wit my nigga you get beat off in this bitch Now throw it up now throw it up me and and my niggas Bring the fire we blow ya up Blow ya up 2nd Verse This nigga acting like a bitch say what I had to slap him nigga acting like he tough say what I had to clap him I aint waiting to he get out the club Hell naw Im already strapped snook bust holdin my snub Fuck crisp dog its yack in my cup Cause when im tipsy j-quan Ill put your fuckin back in the mud Have you literally holding a slug Im gangsta The reason that the morgue be toe taggin a thug I represent for the south cack all you boppers and you jits better fall back Before you get your head cracked And I aint taking nothing from nobody You run up step up well fuck up the party Im jumpin out chevy does wit a red hoe Im collardgreen if I hate you ima let you know You aint from my hood so stop throwin that shit You aint blood or crip so stop throwin dat shit Chorus For my rednecks and my country thugs This for my rednecks and my country thugs This for my rednecks and my country thugs Cause the dirty south thats what we love See He was acting like a bitch so I treatem like a bitch Gotta a problem wit my nigga you get beat off in this bitch Now throw it up now throw it up me and and my niggas Bring the fire we blow ya up Blow ya up 3rd Verse This for my rednecks and my country thugs We gotta problem wit a nigga Believe it well blow you up So why the fuck you wanna jump bad Pull out the popper watch me popem watchem haul ass ooh yeah How many times Id done told yall niggas Now Im tired of talking im pull it out gonna show yall niggas See I dont know you ole pussy ass nigga And when I see you in the club ima whip your ass nigga We grab our balls in this bitch aw shit aw shit We slap the walls in this bitch aw shit aw shit Fuck the law in this bitch aw shit aw shit Cause they aint running shit aw shit aw shit Nat step daddy in this bitch aw shit aw shit Now represent your click aw shit aw shit And if ya love this dirty shit aw shit aw shit Ya gotta say aw shit aw shit aw shit