Whole Wide World - Jawga Boyz, Boondock Kingz, HANDZ ONN

Yeah

You feel that

Just let it take over

And bring it up

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah I been all around the nation baby town to town

I love that big city life it’s like nothing but brown

But it don’t get my fire burning like them country roads

The ones who hold it down strong so I gotta let 'em know

Man we living this rap life for y’all

It’s in our blood, born and bred, we ain’t ever gonna fall

We some good ol' boys, living loving a good time

A little bit of fun like jar of that good 'shine

I’m an old mind working my fingers to the bone

Giving 'em everything I got so they will know the name

I’m pushing pride look like I run and no I’ll never stop

Until the whole damn world is banging hick hop

It’s that boy from west coast bringing country back

Steady rocking with the kings and you loving that

And D-Thrash is coming strong with them Jawga Boyz

We taking over, spread the word that we making noise

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

We spinning tires, headed down a dirt road

Crack a beer, kings with our country flow

Boomed out, no we never change

Doing for the love, no we don’t need the fame

Listen close, I do this for my country folk

Big roads, it’s never bout this money though

Spread the road, this hick life still here

We down in Georgia on a tailgate drinking beer

I’m speaking that north country makes me talk

The sins of the father way heavy so my shoulders are

Worn down, worn out, hands of a working man, boondock

Redneck what they can

That boy who’s a river rat

With a and gimme that

Something got these small towns jumping hillbilly percolator

Yeah the boy started something

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

It’s your boy D-Thrash all up on this track

Spitting hick hop, some call it country rap

Back in 2003 me and Dez

Was talking greasy on these beats

Bout how we be up in these trees

Popping bucks and trying to be free

But nobody would listen till Ridin' High

Got everybody’s attention

Now we on a mission while the haters are dissing

Strictly a redneck, got no other ambitions

Slow the river while it’s time to go fishing

My sight on glory, got the 20/20 vision

Sold 50 thousand copies, made good commission

Lyrics never explicit, the country I miss it

While I’m on the road 'cause everybody here knows

That I’m never gonna stop until we get on Rolling Stone

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah we put it on down for them small towns

On offense from the north, east, west and south

So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop

Until the whole damn world loves hick hop

Yeah