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South Side Story

アーティスト:Guerilla Maab  アルバム:Rise 

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(feat. H.A.W.K. , Will Lean) This is my story G, day one on Southside Southside 'til I diiii-iiie... [Trae:] It gotta be Southside, all up in your face When I'm creeping and crawling, up out the states I made nineteen years, and a candidate No time to plex, I gotta stack my change And working wood on the grain, in the turning lane With a 18 thousand dolla, 'Sacci piece and chain In the big body Benz, with the raw beam Six inch TV's, when I drop the screens Drop the top, sun fin to hit the fade When I'm baller lining, I'm be a bate Looking through my shit, watching yellow bones And its whether or not, they be creeping my car Going hard on weights, I gotta peep the game I'm in a private plane, in a private lane With 13 karats, in my pinky ring On a pen and pad, I lace up the game All on the radio, and on the TV To the world premier, we on MTV Plus so many niggaz, really can't see me Body rock the states, and p op up on three's When I'm swang my 4's, I'm slamming candy do's I'm on my P's and Q's, and I love this game That's why, everybody wanna knock my hustle We done just got rich, and went platinum man [Dougie D:] Thank the Lord, for all my success Been struggling striving, trying to do my best No more canned sardine, just eight cuisines Its been a long run, running from the law Got a new pair, of shoes on feet And I owe it to the Southside, cause it's been lovely Everybody wanna run with me, and popping trunks all bubbly And everybody, in the club with me Hold up, baby you know the South is so real Whit cups sipping drank, and blowing on kill In the STS, dressed to impress With a bow legged round the side, to roll with Y'all need to just understand, its so live Many dollars ,into powder stacks right When I'm up in the Benz, drop tops in the wind Chopping to the corner, that I bend Why a motherfucker, wanna hate on me man Cause they can't get off they ass, and stack change Down on Southside, we don't play no games We pop trunks on the corners, in the turning lane Just realize, and stop fighting the pencil Because I pimp a pen, or a pencil Its about time, that your ass gon recognize Guerilla Maab, is some cold individuals [Hook:] This is my story G, day one on Southside Southside 'til I diiii-iiie On the road, to reach in the TV and BET And I owe it, to the Southside Southside 'til I diiii-iiie [Will-Lean:] Niggaz can't hold me back I hold


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