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Nigga like me was on the Jackal Street Been creepin', hittin’ your heart like the sounds of thunder O.G. to the bone, pimps and players roam my area Packed up thick as hell, but I'll be damned if we be scared of ya "G" is Gangsta "A" is all the time, never slip and ride "N" is nine-Glock, got it cocked, one more homicide "G" is gotta get you, gotta do it, you done pinched a nerve "S" is scrapin' silly suckers smoothly off the bloody curb "T" is testin' pimpin' in my streets or in my studio Down with Triple Six and S-P-V, but you don't hear me, though "A" is all I heard was AK shells, and where they comin' from "B" is buster bowin', ’cause they know the worst is yet to come [Chorus: Street Military & Gangsta Blac] (Crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin’ over this shit (Crank-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis takin’ over this shit (Crank-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house [Verse 2: Gangsta Blac] Now it's the Gangsta Blac My occupation on the track, standin' clean in the cut, stackin’, servin' crack to you dope fiends Scopin' out you tricks and busters smirkin' as you see me serve Fuckin' with you lemons, I done dropped my dope up on the curb Reachin' for my shit, Five-O came, now it's time to break See, I'm young and dumb, full to come, fuck a dope case Runnin' through the cuts, I see the folks but now I'm movin' faster Kinda like I'm Kunta in the wind, yeah, I'm gone, master Got away smooth as the cops 'bout a block away Breathin' hard as fuck, but now I'm straight 'cause I'm on Parkway Sweat comin' down my face, heart beatin' out my chest Pressed to the bone, but god damn, I repent my guest Grew up on the C-O-G-I-C, I choose to partin' crack But now South Park is treatin' me, like I'm a nutcase, no case, mainly, I'm fucked up G-A-N-G-S-T-A, Parkway, crank this shit up [Chorus: Street Military & Gangsta Blac] (Crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit (Crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank this-crank this-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit (Crank-crank this bitch up) Gangsta Blac is— South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house [Bridge: Ganksta NIP] South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park South-South, South-South, South Park [Verse 3: Gangsta Blac] Just another day up at the tire shop, chiefin' hay, fucked up Waitin' for twelve o'clock to come, hittin' the clubs, gettin' buck Hoes, you got me fucked up with that prankin' shit Bitch, you got it wrong, so you the first to get your wig split No, I'm not no gangster, it's just a name they chose to give me Gangsta Blac, a nigga from South Memphis, so it's in me Mane, they should have known before they tried to do us, too thick Comin' from the heart of Triple Six, we beat you to the streets I keep a fuckin' itch for a bitch who try to daze, amaze The hole in the trick from my twelve gauge, no remorse is Showin' when we deep we don't know how to act Piss off my clique, and I'll be damned if we don't strike ya back Creepin' to the back, lookin' clean, so roast a bitch Tricks on the scheme, scotchin' mean, I got you, trick Busters best to bend and bow, and smell the fragrance of my nuts Nowhere to run and hide, no ifs, no ands, or buts [Chorus: Street Military & Gangsta Blac] (Crank-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis takin' over this shit (Crank this-crank this-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis takin' over this shit (Crank this-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis (Crank-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank this-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank this-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis, South of Memphis takin' over this shit Gangsta Blac is in the house (Crank-crank this bitch up) South-South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis, South of Memphis South of Memphis takin' over [Outro: Gangsta Blac] Yeah, so now you know