South Side

Lyrics

(I got a pocket full of stones) [?] we kicking it down [?] (I got a pocket full of stones) Dranking syrup, [?] candy (I got a pocket full of stones) You know what I'm sayin'? gon' put it in they face, again and again, just like you say, know what I'm sayin'? (I got a pocket full of stones) [?] South side, it's goin' down (I got a pocket full of stones) Whassup lil' [?] (I got a pocket full of stones) [?] style records, [?] (My life, my life, my life) Know what I'm talking about (Ooh, ooh, ooh!) Don't stop, south side Know what I'm sayin' (On the southside!) [Verse 1] I'm on the southside, south east to be exact Nigga just coming, now smooth on this track Tryna represent hoe whatever you hoes call me Me and my nigga lil' troy killin' 40s But then I'm up, and here I go Rollin' on the avenue, [?] blowing big indo It amazes me 'cause the southside's so [?] Get a bag of [?] The waters got me [?], so everybody slow down Work with me people, as I try to put this shit down I'm in this veil, and everybody's real From aggravated robbers down to one and seven [?] Whassup [?] one Lock faded [?] Keke [?] You know what I'm sayin'? [?] Big butla' [?] South Side [?] 'Sup [Verse 2] Who do gat smash, then I don't crash, totaling it out But that's not what this about On the southside from sun down to sun up Better have your guns up, before you choose your run up [?] niggas [?] Since I'm on the south side, I gotta come clean Backed on the wall, gettin' my smoke [?] Gang a fuckin' niggas in the bridge [?] when they lop some Afros and braids some which I [?] Everybody's coolin' 'cause we under the shade Blowing hella weed 'cause that's the thing to do South side at you, what 'chu claimin' fool 'Sup [?] you know what I'm sayin'? [?] Poppin' the [?] know what I'm sayin'? Big [?] 'Sup John [?] Black [?] [?] It's going down, you know what I'm sayin'? [?] Keepin' it real, whassup [Verse 3] It's another day, everybody hey, where's the grass So lemme hit it then I'll pass My life on the southside, nothin' but love I got duppies in the ash tray, the black lil' 'cause Much shit goes down, and it's [?] 'cause we keep it real locked And this giks and all my niggas in the plex So fuck all that shit that you thought you heard My nigga [?] on the wall, and he's killing the bird [?] My life on the South side