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South Park Reminisce

million eyes couldn't list 'em, so I reminisce them, But now I'm up in the studio, with my nigga Ro, Fat money G's, big T, reminisce 'em 'G' Chorus&#

SPM's album, but SPM isn't on it, only Rasheed] [First Verse:] This weed got my brain burnin', Learnin' as the World turnin', Concernin' the truth, I reminisce

Phat rabbit, phat rabbit Dirty South Can y'all really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South Can y'all really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South

, Die a "G" tryin' to make change, when I approach'em, Even though I got a great range, I won't smoke'em, I reminisce on the happy times, we spent

the City I stay The rent's in the mail And I can always find a parking space The women out number the men two to one Got parks and zoos and things to

how did he get a record deal Chattin' like he's super-real, I see you roam around market On Saturday there you go better Dillan days standin' in da park

Nothing like the summer time, baby Homies in the park go, crazy Cruisin' in the block with your lady In the, in the, in the sunshine Kickin' back to the

did he get a record deal Chattin' like he's super-real I see you roam around market On Saturday there you go Better Dillan days standin' in da park What

, uh huh Yea Dirty South, can y'all really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South, can y'all really feel me East Coast, feel me West Coast, feel me Dirty South