oh oh this what the streets been asking fa the real kings lil flip and z ro ha ha ha clover g z and rap a lot different labels but we both in the screwed up click let s go look me and my niggas we fifty deep with them triggas i m a school boy yeah right i run with them killas afilliated with pimps i know too many cats i ve been rapping eight years i got too many placks now when i run in your crib and take your son out the crib and put the gun to his bib now it s one in his ribs i stay in and out of the jail house i can afford to bail out you can call me the post man all i do is follow my mail route i got a stank ass attitude excuse me nigga you have to move see these big old niggas i m walking with there s some behind you too don t want us to trip you don t wanna see this extended clip be on the lookout for z ro and lil flip this is history in the making ya bitch now i m back with my crew like we ain t got nothing to do so if you beefing with them then i m beefing with you i m the king of the south you see the ring and the house i m a major playa like mean green in the south so if i kick in your do and put my dick in your hoe give me the brick in the flo now it s time to go when i roll i roll solo i got seven sets of fo do s i got rid of all my old bitches to make way for some mo hoes we are the real kings god damn it my grill clean i smoke and i still lean hit up c note or will lean cause i kick s it with my people fuck friends they all turn evil they might try to do me something lethal all y all niggas claiming to be cold can deal with my heater oh no i flip digits like puffy i slay niggas like buffy you a fag i refuse to let a label fuck me cause i m calling the shots my favorite rapper is pac nigga i was stealing cars when you was wiping your snot so when i blow up your office and rob one of your bosses i can t take no losses you know how crunk the south is hell yeah we throw bows for really we blow dro and philly s i get three dollas with this you only getting a penny this skinny nigga will never be in my position how you gon fight when you got malnutrition so when i stomp your ass and when i front your ass and when i punch your ass you ain t gon wanna talk no mo let s go  i m a gangsta kin folk i stack and don t spend do i got five percent tint on each and every one of my windows everytime the wind blows another benjamin goes where the rest of the benjamins go hoe i m paid for your info i m the rap lebron better yet i m t mac i was flipping work when you was playing pitty pat i take a brick from here then i move it on the east i got new york niggas paying 23 so when i hit your gut i m in my pick up truck i come to pick up bucks after that i m picking up sluts now let s ride