Текст песни Reckon - Haystak
Soooooooouth
Siiiiiiide!
yeah
yeah
Stack
Mack
All
my
people
that
stayed
down,
one
love
Those
who
didn't
(Ha
Ha)
I
reckon
I'm
country
like
biscuits
and
gravy
Balling
just
picture
me
baby
You
and
me
hit
you
so
crazy
You
gonna
be
pushing
them
daises
We
gonna
be
pushing
Mercedes,
Cadillacs,
Escalades
While
you
hustling
on
the
block
We
fishing
in
the
Everglades
Reckon
I
run-up
in
this
liquor
store
Pick
up
a
fifth
of
that
Crown
We
were
puffing
on
that
herb
When
y'all
break
it
down
and
frown
Way
before
you
had
a
CD
the
hottest
thing
in
town
They
used
to
call
me
JD
out
South
slinging
pound
Had
to
hit
it
then
quit
it,
get
in
and
get
out
Lay
low
when
you
see
some
shit
in
the
south
Hate
on
me
get
hit
in
your
mouth
(whaa
pow)
So
mean
I'll
eat
glass,
wash
it
down
with
gas
Having
money
means
nothing,
I'll
wipe
my
ass
with
cash
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
You
can't
keep
Haystak
down
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
I
reckon
I'm
southern
like
fried
chicken
I'll
be
here
till
I
leave
yo
Colosseums
and
Cathedrals
from
L.A.
to
the
east
coast
My
people
country
as
collard
greens
Money
hungry
dope
fiends
Go
get
that
cheese
by
any
means
Even
if
it
means
We
got
to
ride
like
Matt
Dillon
Haystak
Mac
Millon,
that's
Mr.
Mac
Millon
I
came
up
with
cash
villians
I'm
riding,
sack
dealin'
We
be
in
the
back
chillin'
(in
the
back,
in
the
back)
In
the
back
of
the
club
In
the
back
of
the
limo
Nothing
changed
but
the
day,
the
date
on
my
presidential
I
came
hard
on
my
first
I
came
hard
on
my
second
I
come
hard
on
my
third
Do
you
reckon?
I
reckon
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
You
can't
keep
Haystak
down
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
I
reckon
we
slide
like
sports
cars
Doing
130
when
they
clock
us
on
the
radar
Cops
pull
us
overlooking
for
rocks
Only
seen
us
for
a
second,
heard
as
coming
for
blocks
You
reckon
you
ain't
gonna
find
nothing
but
cold
cash
Why
don't
you
gone
write
some
tickets
with
yo
old
ass
I'm
talking
bad
to
security
up
in
the
club
You
get
out
of
line,
my
clique
a
fuck
you
up
They
told
me
cowards
won't
dig
it
They
told
me
haters
ain't
liking
it
I
told
them
that
ain't
what's
on
my
Mind
when
I'm
writing
it
If
my
people
had
got
popped
and
never
did
fold
Knowing
they
been
took
care
of
it
Soon
as
they
got
parole
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
You
can't
keep
Haystak
down
I
reckon
we
fully
prepared
Reckon
you
oughta
be
scared
Reckon
we
out
of
control
Thinking
bout
platinum
and
gold
Reckon
we
came
a
long
way,
too
far
to
turn
back
now
Reckon
you
bitches
gonna
learn
1 Car Fulla White Boyz
2 Reckon
3 Can't Tell Me (8 Ball)
4 Dollar
5 Down South
6 Ride
7 Brother Like Me
8 On Trial
9 Need It Get It
10 Wish You Could
11 Some Of That
12 The Bottom
13 Love You Like
14 Listen
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