Lyrics:
South side)
He just a shook one, shook one
For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five to life
To all my peoples in the Bridge know what I'm talking
I'm all too familiar with this shit
My nigga I'm straight ya dig? Please believe that shit man. Hey! {*echoes*}
[Chorus I: T.I.]
You can keep
Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan
A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost
White five, black five with dollars to toss
Twisted by the dark side
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
(follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I've been driving around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
Hopping out with a p Lil Shaun hopping out with a p
Lil Shaun hopping out with a p I got Tae by my side he getting green
He was dissing he a pack
South side)
He just a shook one, shook one
For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five to life
To all my peoples in the Bridge know what I'm talking
Prepare for Attack on the Stars
Prepare for Attack on the Stars
Five, four, three, two, one
Begin attack
Begin attack
Ah, hip, Swass, down
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
other shit
I-I believe in a sky, a higher power
Shots fired by your favorite rapper
Partner boom boom boom God got my body
God time to shine, I'm
you come home
I'm waitin' by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest
So if you ever need me
fuckin' with them trees
'Cause I'm straight out the jungle
Keep about five pounds
And we ain't even tryin' to hustle
Y'all already know how that go
I'll
I gotta tell you how I feel
I keep this Glizzy on the side of me
I know these niggas plan on robbin' me
And please tell these niggas don't try
I could tell by the way she act that
She's Freaky and knows how to keep secrets
And knows how to throw it back right!
Go ahead and hurt me?
Put it
complain
Fix you up, mix you with cut like pro-caines
Ooh!! Insane to your brain
Right on your subconscious, I leave my SHIT stain
I be the mostest with
my shit
You can lend me five, lil' nigga, on the side, lil' nigga
Couple thou', need to fix my whip
How you switch sides on a nigga who was down
you fit the position
From the first time I saw you
She wan become by my side
But she tell me she don't have no shovel
But that could a cause a little
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
this motherfucker
Let the squad up in this motherfucker
Keep the wildin up we tear that
Whole side up in this motherfucker
South side up in this
Moonlight got me up and up
Blowing up clouds the hookah the backwoods they got me so faded but I'll come back down if you keep playin'
Don't you switch sides
cupped up, I'm drinkin', I shoot off your tires, huh (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
I'm in the coupe by myself
I had to kick a door when I was 5
Keep the old
down to sleep
I pray to Lord my soul to keep
'Cause there's darkness all around me
Told my brother we gon' slide (oh, yeah)
We gon' ride
'Til
(Can't keep running away)
Triple Black Louis V's provided
By the Sudanese
Walking through the desert conversating like
It's you and me
Kanye shrug,
mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this
Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with
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