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Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
Everytime I touch down baby you know that it lit
Everytime I touch down baby you know who I’m wit
North side got it lit
South side got it lit
West
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there,
Man who ain't up on this down south shit
getting hard enough to cry
I'm outside, living in the heart of the south side
I'm belt mine, so duck for a pull out 9's
Reroute mines to explode into all
We some north side niggaz and we runnin' this shit
We some south side niggaz and we runnin' this shit
We some east side niggaz and we runnin' this
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
To the South yah
To the South yah, yeah
Yah!
To the South
To the South
To the South
To the South
To the South
Yah!
Take it back to the South yah
I
An undercover hoe
It's on once again
Patron once again
I threw my head back
Then I froze like da wind
West side walk it out
South side walk it out
East
'm a throw it up/south side Two Nines by my side/When I'm pulling up/Uno Dos Tress Cuatro/a mi me vale madre/ke suenen los balasos/listo para entrarle/age se
Young nigga from the South Side. Yeah
This a story about my life. Yeah
Damn right I been waiting too long
Bitch, Catch a nigga outside. Yeah
Yes
niggas cut by chill,
some niggas eat them delpids and some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it how I live in the south side
I'm thuggin' with my cow
heels GO HOME
Me and the rush we up in the back getting HIGH
I represent C.P. South Side until I DIE
And the haters want to know why I'm that nigga with
heels GO HOME
Me and the rush we up in the back getting HIGH
I represent C.P. South Side until I DIE
And the haters want to know why I'm that nigga with
heels GO HOME
Me and the rush we up in the back getting HIGH
I represent C.P. South Side until I DIE
And the haters want to know why I'm that nigga with
Where do all the hippest meet? (South Street, South Street)
Where the dancin' is elite (South Street, South Street)
Side by side we're loose
A tell me what's your name?
MC Mystikal
What's your alias?
I'm the Prince of the South
What's your thing?
I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
So boy
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
[Bridge]
Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
But at the same time actin a fool (actin
when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Chorus (2X)
[Master P]
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
time were on our side you know I'd never lack
Maybe we can link sometime
Had to get a peace of mind
My brudda got a link in South for a Benz
But he
a shit (Uh)
Steady just stacking my chips (Yeah)
I'm bout my dough like my name Mr. Krabs
I'm bout my dough like my name Mr. Krabs
I'm bout my dough like
An unlikely bond
— an encounter
The counterparts I’d like to describe
as followed:
A mind, sharpened by hatred,
Mrs. Morrison had told me ‘bout
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