Текст песни Slimm Calhoun -  Red Clay   
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(Hook) 
Have you ever, been stuck in Red Clay? 
Have you ever, been down south this way? 
Cuz niggaz down here don`t wanna play 
Southern Country boys from around the way 
 
(Verse 1) 
Straight to the forefront, never holding back 
Mr. DJ, on the tracks, so I can`t slack 
In fact I consistently hold more raid than the Gen`s army 
Never said you`ll harm me 
and you protecting your buffoons when alarm me 
I got you stuck like superglue 
You had no clue no need for beefing in my stew, I gotta crew to do 
Dirt hurt you and your flunky 
Beat you down like junkies 
That`s the high, now we got the munchies 
Instead of smacking fast mouths 
I doze, I close, I chose my foes 
I finger-fuck bitches like hoes 
So I suppose as many plenty that any little skinny B  
got enemies we down south drinking Hennessey 
 
(Hook 2x) 
 
(Verse 2) 
Hey, back up, break `em down like a compound 
Nah, shake `em up like an earth quake  `til they fall down 
Then smoke `em out like a pig in a blanket 
Yeah, roast his ass like a turkey by banquet 
See I did more dirt than the old maid 
Get rougher and tougher than leather but smooth like suede 
Got the power to crush you like the abdominal snowman 
Then grind your ass, like glass back to sand 
As I map out and diagram my hit 
I`m a calculate the many ways the body can split 
As I look you in the face and spit 
I`m gonna watch you fall through this bottomless pit 
So who you laughing at Jack, cuz the joke`s on you 
Claiming true coming down this way 
In the coupe like that nigger (what) 
 
(Straight out of that south side) 
 
(You know we putting it down, come on) 
 
(Chorus 2x) 
 
(Verse 3) 
Well, let me get loose and spit my verbal juice 
On tracks I raps the G stacks and packs we pack mack for those who slack 
And whack, act, and who you got your back? 
I don`t need my boys to bruise you 
Kick a verse and loose you 
Hey, booboo, who control your brain like lyrical voodoo 
That`s how I screw you, so who do 
You want to see 
Now, Ni you got the most exciting Stevie, believe me 
So many want to be me 
From the south side of the A 
We blaze purple haze in many days 
And in many ways, crime pays 
My mind would drive through my way 
then start to hit you hard like pavement 
Me and my niggas yeah, we stay bad. 
Coming through the "Y" 
You`ll find me locally down south 
Run your mouth in my house and get tossed out 
I heard you said we was slow 
Check the flow 
I got more in store down south this way we getting paid 
Where we stay 
 
(Chorus 2x) 
 
(fade)