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点击复制Meanwhile, on the Southside of town...
Southside, the south, southside (8X)
Now what you niggas know about the dirty South
Ni**a you spit the wrong sh*t you gettin' spurred in the mouth
Southside, let the spotlight shine, heat 'em up
Introduce 'em to the glock 1-9, beat 'em up
Who in the muthaf**kin' house y'all, the Gulf Coast
Sippin' blurbs, we perb on, serve and get a smoke
Eyes bleedin' from the brown sh*t
The porch thick as you could ever fuk around wit
And shut you down, b**ch
I represent from all angles of the south
From S.A. to M-I-A, we in the house
Knockin' busta muthaf**kas out
So what you sayin'
If you for real about this Goddamn game
You'd say you playin'
So what you claimin'
Peep the game that's bein' spit
Tell dem niggas who ain't listenin'
That Southside's the sh*t
I'm screamin' "Dirty South"
While I'm chuckin' up my deuce
Dedicated to my down a**niggas
The South trues, the Southside
Southside, ni**a what, ni**a southside
B**ches come a dime from outta town
With they mouth wide open
Scopin' out the popped trunks, trippin'
Off the candy paint, drippin'
Elbows and vogues slippin'
Lookin' for sumtin' to happen
And thinkin' that these streets are cool
And I'm the fool to show 'em 'round
'Cuz I be rappin'
That's when I let 'em know
Hoe, there's no southern hospitality
'Cuz when dey get here
Then the southern fatality
I ball
Wit a group of niggas when it's time to do a job
F**k these groupie b**ches smokin' drankin' with the squad
Because it gets crazy after dark
They keep they hands on they gun
From 5th ward to South Park
The Southside
B**ches and hoes, jewelry and clothes
Money to fold, afterparties and shows
That's how it goes in this dirty hole
Southside muthaf**kas need to let 'em know that uhh
(Niggas ain't playin' in Texas)
Even our b**ches be bouncin' in bubble Lexus
In the 'llac, in the back, wit yack
That's our thang
Niggas got game and you slang like main
I been around the world and I-I-I-I
Love my Southside niggas
I don't know man
I don't know why, why
We some live a**niggas
Makes no sense how they pimp in the Chi
I'm gone ball from the H to the M 'til I die
A-T-L, what the hell, you know Atlanta be live
In between New Orleans, sh*t, we 'bout it and high
Come on