Listenin' to Eric Band, Rakim or EPMD
Down south where life is cheap
The things you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin'
Trust me it's nothin', just another day in the life for country cousins
Not to mention N.W.A., DJ Quik and MC Eiht
I'm down with J from Houston and I think it should be
L.A. is little Alabama
So I said it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Niggaz don't understand by far back in the day
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is nothin'
The puberty came, started hittin' them cuties with game
$hort Dog is my OG, we been down forever
So they started callin' 'em Bamas
When I spit for the set, everyone free
But must New Yorkers got family in South and North Carolina
I watched cartoons with a bowl of Frosted Flakes
'Cause we isolate ourselves and give our ghetto pass away
OutKast from the A-Town, way down in Houston, they play the UGK
And you think everybody else sound country
We fresh, we chill, we def, we ill
When I spit for the set, everyone free
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
Sittin' on the back porch, gettin' zooted, feelin' fine indeed
Down south where we buy them hammers
My niggaz passed away in an unreal way
In Brooklyn, New York, I'm down with Large and Marl
Where they quick to fill you with them slugs
Want it simply put? You can't rip me
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Nothin' but that county slang, what up, dog? What up, cuzz?
I walk and talk kinda fast and thought of as a New York kinda rhymer
Rap-A-Lot Records based out in Houston, represents for us
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
Down south we listen to it all, we didn't discriminate
I got cousins, country cousins
Word up to my man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Started cuttin' in just class, I was comin' all fast, I was new to game
Growin' up in P.A., I knew nobody out there talked like us
I'm on the Chitalin tour with my mic in my hand
But when I'm out in L.A., I fuck with Ice-T
I thought that everybody talked this way
Shittin' on these jealous niggaz in the new world clan
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
OG style, they cars, ditch that 4 and too much trouble
Yo, I gotta get that guap by all means
Put together UGK and shit, the rest is history
Want it simply put? You can't rip me
I'm just tryna make sure that their kids straight
They walk and they talk with a country grammar
Our squad is gangsta nigga, put it down for H-Town on the double
Raised on Rakim and Run-DMC
Like E-40 holding down the yay , N.W.A. in L.A.
We make hits by the dozen, put it down when they said we wasn't
The pimpin's good
It's just some things I was taught to say
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Like blood that's thicker than water, down dirty 'cross the border
Nigga need to go over here and pop off real quick
I'ma underground king, nigga Pimp C free
Like blood that's thicker than water, down dirty 'cross the border
Yo son, this block is dead
Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop
I represent for the whole south, I made it just for my hood
Word up to my man Bun B, what?
I'ma underground king, nigga Pimp C free
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
So I thought that everybody 'Walked This Way'
And every Saturday morning
The things you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin'
And the truancy came
Used to playin' on TV courtesy of video music box
Start as blacks off the news, I weighed
They mommas' depleted
Taught me the game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin' together
Down south where we sell them drugs
The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is nothin'
Cool C and Steady B, plus that Public Enemy
Late night you see us guzzlin' 40's, menthols, wine and weed
I wouldn't trade it for nothin', only a crazy man would
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Back in P.A.T., man, we be sippin' the barre
It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star
I got cousins, country cousins
Then along came Geto Boys, Raheem and the Royal Flush
