Southside (feat. Kidd Miller)

Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Once upon a time in a city so divine I need to get my life behind Need to hustle to be alive A little fella with a lot to worry about He has to hustle 'cause he is living in the south Eleven years old, my dead brother in the corner In the streets, feeling cold, getting stronger I was smoking honey with my hommie Sold for me this brick, and I will fill you with money He promised, I never, be hungry, again I told him, I don't want to be, on the game The game is the game is the shit that he told And now I'm a gangsta, a mobsta, I fall Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Why the life should be like that? Why it turns me into a soldier? Why the life should be like that? Why it turns me into a soldier? Atraco, trueque, vida en el sureste Rodeado de moscas, busco salir de la peste Cueste lo que cueste, busco buena vida Una fusca me acompaña, quiero ganar la partida Dinero de por vida, nací en la southside La flaca me cuida, ya sabe bien lo que hay Quiero un lowride, ponerlo a brincar Una casa en la montaña, una casa en Hawaii Smoking all night, enrola king size Listen westside, siempre bien high Smoking all night, enrola king size Listen westside, siempre bien high Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside Baby, it's the southside