Deep Down South lyrics

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Send em n*ggas to yo house, banana clips and AK's
Always talking about you gangsta n*gga, that sh*t sound great
Hear you pus*y n*gga say you killas when you on stage
Send em goons out to yo show, n*gga you get scared straight
I come from the north, even young n*ggas don't give a f*ck
Come through with the extended, won't be long before they stick you up
All these robbers flogging on they CD's talking about trap sh*t
Everybody talking that they shooters, but ain't clap sh*t
I'm here tryna come up
Hustling til the sun up
6AM they got the sack, they out here doing numbers
Snitch ass n*ggas in court
Hating ass n*gga turn in form
Gotta watch what you say on the phone with a n*gga, cuz you never know who be record
b*tch, with all these albums I sold
I kept it real with my people and never gave up my soul
Don't think cuz I'm on a roll
That I won't point and unload
I point that finger to yo melon
Then get back to the show

[Hook x2: Juicy J]
Deep down south in the hood n*gga slanging
Hustling and gaming, tryna stack some change in
Land of the lost, full of gangstas and killas
n*ggas all about they damn scrilla
[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Project Pata
Choppa spitta
Like water hosay
Blowing on the cali louda
Sippin' rozay
Smoked out, loced out, riding with the pistol grip
Smoked out, choked out, damn this some good sh*t
Damn that's a bad b*tch
Y'all smoking babbage
Pistol to your head b*tch
Gimme all yo cash b*tch
Cuz we robbing and jacking
You f*ck n*ggas slacking, these cities be packing
The money we stacking, you fake n*ggas acting
You facing a crackin
Your face be cracked in, the forty will swing like a bat and blood splatter
My young n*gga slanging and banging
So man ya know they into stacking
You know we lit, get broke in this b*tch, b*tch its a smashing
Killers on deck, don't write a check, your ass will be cashing

[Hook x2]