[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Smoke fucking Chapo nigga
Jurrasic Park
You know what the fuck bracking nigga
Nigga it's Southside smoke Nigga
[Chorus]
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got fifties, we got fifties
We got fifties, we got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
We got thirties, we got fifties
My partner got thirties and he got fifties
[Verse]
Big boy forty with the dick
Pull up on your block with chop sticks
I got .223's and they gon hit
Man hit his ass with a hitstick
Yall ain't gonna shoot, yall ain't even fight
Pull up on you and I fuck your wife
Yeah she let me fuck cuz my wrist is tight
A nigga neck has so much ice
Damn, ice like polar, nigga I take your bitch and fold her
Nigga yall niggas ain't real, yall be folding
Hit him with the choppa now he exploding
And you got jacked cuz I felt that you chosen
Yeah, nigga I'm taking your tokens
Pull up on your block, fifty shot Glock and now it is over
We got revolvers, we got them pistols, nigga talk shit get blown like a whistle
All my niggas in the cut, they official
Fluhkunxhkos hit his ass with a missile
Yeah, you know how we do
Pull up on you and I got the fifty round drum
Not just me, my whole brew
Nigga you know that my niggas gon shoot
[Chorus]
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got fifties, we got fifties
We got fifties, we got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
We got thirties, we got fifties
My partner got thirties and he got fifties
[Outro]
Welcome to Clayton County AKA Jurassic Park
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Smoke fucking Chapo nigga
Jurrasic Park
You know what the fuck bracking nigga
Nigga it's Southside smoke Nigga
[Chorus]
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got fifties, we got fifties
We got fifties, we got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
We got thirties, we got fifties
My partner got thirties and he got fifties
[Verse]
Big boy forty with the dick
Pull up on your block with chop sticks
I got .223's and they gon hit
Man hit his ass with a hitstick
Yall ain't gonna shoot, yall ain't even fight
Pull up on you and I fuck your wife
Yeah she let me fuck cuz my wrist is tight
A nigga neck has so much ice
Damn, ice like polar, nigga I take your bitch and fold her
Nigga yall niggas ain't real, yall be folding
Hit him with the choppa now he exploding
And you got jacked cuz I felt that you chosen
Yeah, nigga I'm taking your tokens
Pull up on your block, fifty shot Glock and now it is over
We got revolvers, we got them pistols, nigga talk shit get blown like a whistle
All my niggas in the cut, they official
Fluhkunxhkos hit his ass with a missile
Yeah, you know how we do
Pull up on you and I got the fifty round drum
Not just me, my whole brew
Nigga you know that my niggas gon shoot
[Chorus]
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got thirties, we got thirties
We got fifties, we got fifties
We got fifties, we got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
I got thirties, I got fifties
We got thirties, we got fifties
My partner got thirties and he got fifties
[Outro]
Welcome to Clayton County AKA Jurassic Park
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