
Get Ya Issue Southside Playaz (Ft. C-Loc, E.S.G. (TX) & T-Pop)
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(*talking*)
Uh-huh you bitch you, (Tre-Deuce in the house
Clay-Day in the house ha-ha, C-Loc)
Na-na-na-na, (and E.S.G.)
[Hook]
What up whoadie, what up soldier
We young G's coming up, taking over
What up whoadie, what up soldier
Worldwide Laff-Tex, taking over
[C-Loc]
Now flipping nickles to dimes, and 22's to 30-30's
Catching dope case after dope case, but motherfuck the jury
Cut throat, in a city full of white folks
Fucking round with Laff-Tex, you get your fucking neck broke
Ha-ha money moves mountains nigga, so cease the clowning
So lil' daddy you like playing with killers, so look around ya
From C-Loc to 3-2, to T-Pop and Clay-Doe
You ain't said nothing you'll get your issue, you bitch you you heard me
In Laffeyette, the killers hollin' pass the tech
No need to wear a vest, strictly banging shit above the neck
Get your mind right or lose, you wanna kill some'ing then do it
You got a answer for that shit, I thought you knew it
For the last time, we blast on punks and haters just to pass time
Killing family, for disrespecting mine
Like sunshine it's mandatory, no need to worry
Two bodies found dead in the cut dog, you know the story you heard me nigga
Uh-huh you bitch you, (Tre-Deuce in the house
Clay-Day in the house ha-ha, C-Loc)
Na-na-na-na, (and E.S.G.)
[Hook]
What up whoadie, what up soldier
We young G's coming up, taking over
What up whoadie, what up soldier
Worldwide Laff-Tex, taking over
[C-Loc]
Now flipping nickles to dimes, and 22's to 30-30's
Catching dope case after dope case, but motherfuck the jury
Cut throat, in a city full of white folks
Fucking round with Laff-Tex, you get your fucking neck broke
Ha-ha money moves mountains nigga, so cease the clowning
So lil' daddy you like playing with killers, so look around ya
From C-Loc to 3-2, to T-Pop and Clay-Doe
You ain't said nothing you'll get your issue, you bitch you you heard me
In Laffeyette, the killers hollin' pass the tech
No need to wear a vest, strictly banging shit above the neck
Get your mind right or lose, you wanna kill some'ing then do it
You got a answer for that shit, I thought you knew it
For the last time, we blast on punks and haters just to pass time
Killing family, for disrespecting mine
Like sunshine it's mandatory, no need to worry
Two bodies found dead in the cut dog, you know the story you heard me nigga
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