Where I Dwell Gangsta Blac (Ft. DJ Paul & Juicy J)

[Intro: Gangsta Blac]
S-O-U-T-H
M-E-M-P-H-I-S
Take a guess
Can't figure it out, hm?
You see that Prophet sign?
Huh, you know what time it is though, yeah

[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]
Got me runnin', duckin', survive, up in this rap game
Play it fly, and movin' equipped, with blunts and blaze man
Suburban to the curbin', hold up 'cause I ain't servin'
Jump up and get a cut of that stuff, get off to servin'
Armani or some Gucci, her figure mixed with coochie
I'm ridin' fully loaded, plus cut, whatever suits me
Lil Buck and all your kinfolk, you know you click with my folk
South Memphis bout to blow up, polute and they can't stop us
So far from where I was, sometimes I feel like catchin' myself
Before I go just let me know am I a fool with myself
Is S.P.V. with my wealth, is S.P.V. 'til the death
A Gangsta B so smoke the ashes, passin', pullin' that hay
So comin' simple and plain, I guess the rules of the game
Is hocus pocus try to focus, better yet, just maintain
And take a smell, inhale, get the loot and get bail
S.P.V. I dwell, and all the times shall tell