Bitch I'm a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the Streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Norf Norf
I started off as a Jit
On the norf Lotta crips
But it's some Pirus too
So we don't set trip
I got some blood brothers
That's brothers ATM what it is
But f*ck all that banging Shit
Better take Care of yo kids
It was my pops and poppa joe
I looked up to them as a kid
Played for the raiders im smashing
You niggaz y'all know what it is
Free Queven bitch
Its straight to the booth
When he finish his bid!
I had to pack the Mac in the back of the ac
Ooh i swear to loaded
Boy don't come around me
Thinking u gone get fronted me
F*ck all that free loading
If it 3 niggaz wit me and all the whip
Then u know that' it 3 toaters
They said if i make it rap
Then I'm like lucky as f*ck
I'm talking 4 leaf clover
I told that lil bitch i been working 4 this
Pull my dick out and i throat choke her
What you thought i was down
That was the plan lil goofy dude
Ali rope dope ya
Im up in the morning al Roger
I'm mean like the sisters
First name Grove
Im blowing this gas
And it got me choking
I was bout 8 when i started loccin
Straight off the rip
And u know I'm ah f*ck it up
I get the sack and u know we gone double up
Trap get to bommin snd jumping
Like double Dutch
#1 spot boy u can gone have the runner up
I heard you was ratting oh what a shame
If u pop one of my mine know we sliding boy
Menace for mine Harold Kane
She whip my belt off talking Pootie Tang
Send the pack out money boomerang
Mr.Baguette i just do my thing.
We toating 44s so i guess we tipping
I need me a wood
Cause sometimes i be tripping
Ran off wit yo sack
File a product missing
Before i start trapping
My kids im kissing
Try to break to break n my spot
Then yo soul is missing
Bishop the Don When it come to pimping
Pockets is fat so I'm slightly limping
When i walk in the room
Better pay attention
We pull up wit sticks
We blow a few racks
We get it back
We call up the plug
Third times a charm
So we taking that
I'll deal wit my karma however it come
But i need yo sack
Stop calling my phone
I dont want your bitch
She is a gnat
I rather get head play me 2k and sit in the trap
If i call my brothers they stomping shit
But this aint a frat.
Bitch I'm a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Paris Baguette - South Linden Baby Lyrics
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Bitch I'm a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the Streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Norf Norf
I started off as a Jit
On the norf Lotta crips
But it's some Pirus too
So we don't set trip
I got some blood brothers
That's brothers ATM what it is
But f*ck all that banging Shit
Better take Care of yo kids
It was my pops and poppa joe
I looked up to them as a kid
Played for the raiders im smashing
You niggaz y'all know what it is
Free Queven bitch
Its straight to the booth
When he finish his bid!
I had to pack the Mac in the back of the ac
Ooh i swear to loaded
Boy don't come around me
Thinking u gone get fronted me
F*ck all that free loading
If it 3 niggaz wit me and all the whip
Then u know that' it 3 toaters
They said if i make it rap
Then I'm like lucky as f*ck
I'm talking 4 leaf clover
I told that lil bitch i been working 4 this
Pull my dick out and i throat choke her
What you thought i was down
That was the plan lil goofy dude
Ali rope dope ya
Im up in the morning al Roger
I'm mean like the sisters
First name Grove
Im blowing this gas
And it got me choking
I was bout 8 when i started loccin
Straight off the rip
And u know I'm ah f*ck it up
I get the sack and u know we gone double up
Trap get to bommin snd jumping
Like double Dutch
#1 spot boy u can gone have the runner up
I heard you was ratting oh what a shame
If u pop one of my mine know we sliding boy
Menace for mine Harold Kane
She whip my belt off talking Pootie Tang
Send the pack out money boomerang
Mr.Baguette i just do my thing.
We toating 44s so i guess we tipping
I need me a wood
Cause sometimes i be tripping
Ran off wit yo sack
File a product missing
Before i start trapping
My kids im kissing
Try to break to break n my spot
Then yo soul is missing
Bishop the Don When it come to pimping
Pockets is fat so I'm slightly limping
When i walk in the room
Better pay attention
We pull up wit sticks
We blow a few racks
We get it back
We call up the plug
Third times a charm
So we taking that
I'll deal wit my karma however it come
But i need yo sack
Stop calling my phone
I dont want your bitch
She is a gnat
I rather get head play me 2k and sit in the trap
If i call my brothers they stomping shit
But this aint a frat.
Bitch I'm a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the Streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Norf Norf
I started off as a Jit
On the norf Lotta crips
But it's some Pirus too
So we don't set trip
I got some blood brothers
That's brothers ATM what it is
But f*ck all that banging Shit
Better take Care of yo kids
It was my pops and poppa joe
I looked up to them as a kid
Played for the raiders im smashing
You niggaz y'all know what it is
Free Queven bitch
Its straight to the booth
When he finish his bid!
I had to pack the Mac in the back of the ac
Ooh i swear to loaded
Boy don't come around me
Thinking u gone get fronted me
F*ck all that free loading
If it 3 niggaz wit me and all the whip
Then u know that' it 3 toaters
They said if i make it rap
Then I'm like lucky as f*ck
I'm talking 4 leaf clover
I told that lil bitch i been working 4 this
Pull my dick out and i throat choke her
What you thought i was down
That was the plan lil goofy dude
Ali rope dope ya
Im up in the morning al Roger
I'm mean like the sisters
First name Grove
Im blowing this gas
And it got me choking
I was bout 8 when i started loccin
Straight off the rip
And u know I'm ah f*ck it up
I get the sack and u know we gone double up
Trap get to bommin snd jumping
Like double Dutch
#1 spot boy u can gone have the runner up
I heard you was ratting oh what a shame
If u pop one of my mine know we sliding boy
Menace for mine Harold Kane
She whip my belt off talking Pootie Tang
Send the pack out money boomerang
Mr.Baguette i just do my thing.
We toating 44s so i guess we tipping
I need me a wood
Cause sometimes i be tripping
Ran off wit yo sack
File a product missing
Before i start trapping
My kids im kissing
Try to break to break n my spot
Then yo soul is missing
Bishop the Don When it come to pimping
Pockets is fat so I'm slightly limping
When i walk in the room
Better pay attention
We pull up wit sticks
We blow a few racks
We get it back
We call up the plug
Third times a charm
So we taking that
I'll deal wit my karma however it come
But i need yo sack
Stop calling my phone
I dont want your bitch
She is a gnat
I rather get head play me 2k and sit in the trap
If i call my brothers they stomping shit
But this aint a frat.
Bitch I'm a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im a south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Bitch im ah south linden baby
Got the streets going crazy
Writer: Paris Knight
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