South Side's a town with a lot of hustle and bustle A kid got stuck for a
buck under the trussle Died with pride he thought he had a big heart
muscle He fought back but the attack was brutal Futile to his survival
and the event that his crew will seek revenge on the assailants who rushed
him They crushed him snuffed the life all out of his body He had friends
a Benz with rims by Gotti Guys wanted to beat him, girls wanted to greet
him Kids wanted to be him when they saw him in the Coliseum Lots of cash
hoppin fast on the Avenue Pump up your system loud, and he'll laugh at
you Cause under the Tec is a gooseneck and a Glock 9, when he stops at
the light Pumpin rides into the top in ...
South Side (repeat
10X)
I grew up on the rough side of town, kids play stick-up Playing
the game of survival going Uptown to pick up Supportin the taste, with
leathers and bamboos and black Timbs Benz parked, at the curb while puffin
herb (word) Cruisin, one-six-oh, with the lean sportin BV's on the Beamer
with the Italian wintergreen interior while the Alpine pump, you get
open Hoppin hopin to catch them all open, girls scopin as you unlock Now
you gotta go gotta go Hoppin down Merit to get back to the four-oh Back
in the days Queens never got props but South Side had citywide respect plus
knockouts Forty, Baisley, Suptin, Merit Queens wack step back I don't
wanna hear it I'm from
South Side (16X, scratching
intermixed)
Projectiles are fittin, inside of a clip and personally
there's no particular name that's written on the side of a slug, damn it's
bugged when pretty women begin to bend over a drug She used to be the
type of girl that was flashy Now the scars from the concrete make her knees
look ashy
Cops constantly stay on high speed chases Trying to
remember faces from previous arrest cases Bulletproof vest is the hottest
items to invest in shots fired one was hit with the hollow-tip and it caved
his chest in Kids are gathered around him coffin quiet Softly they're
standin cause there's baby left as an orphan Cause the life of an illegal
entrepeneur is more than a rag-a-ma-jaga a Scorpio buy my cure
South
Side (repeat 4X)
Your man wants to get rid of ya Cause now you're the
number one neighborhood pharmeceutical distributor How could you ever expect
this from your man that he would plant product inside of your Lexus Today
you're having lunch with a cutie You gotta hunch you're the type of brother
that's moody So instead you drive a sterling, lime green to match the
colors inside of your eightball sherling So today he escapes fate, to live
another day to pick up scale weight inside of a ghetto
Inside of the
ghetto, cars gather together Gettin ready to hop, under the summer
weather Armor All glistenin in the sun, it's four cars and they're each
two deep, but you still find it necessary to carry a gun Hoppin to the
beach, with a Jeep full of chinese cut broads passin by
perpetrators perpetratin frauds, you're on the beach, playin
cards Thinkin about, pickin up a convertible Saab As the sun sets, you
all jet inside of the ride But your mentality flips, cause you gotta get
back to the