Lyrics Lloyd Banks – SouthSide
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Intro: Announcer talks
Mind stares of a million pairs of eyes…
Lookin’ hard but won’t realize, that they will never see!
The…
Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}
B-… A-… N-K-$!
S-K in the back of the truck. — Nigga what? (nigga what?)
I’m remarkable! — Roll through the hood with’ an arsenal
Lookin’ for a bitch to put the sausage to. (YEAH!)
shot
You niggas fallin’ off! — I’m startin to feel like I’m responsible. {DAMN! }
Uuuuuuh! — The reason they won’t respond to me!
Is all my niggas jump the gun? (oops!) — You sneeze and they stompin’ you.
Back neck, knees and ya arms is too! (whooo!) {NON STOPS! }
Ya album was a bad brick (bad brick…)
Homeboy. (homeboy…) — I been hot since Freddy Krueger’s last hit!
I’m incredible! — The one thing I won’t ever do
Is slip up! — And tell you that {GOD-… } these bitch niggas ahead of you. {DAMN! }
Real niggas, we don’t want game tight. (game tight…)
Bag a new bitch and fuck her the same night. (same night…)
I could take care of these niggas on my own (on my ooown…)
Patiently waitin for Yayo to come home! (come hoome…)
shot
{Whooooo! }
Get the fuck out my way, I’m in the zone! (in the zone!)
Muthafucka fist fight I hold the chrome. {SHADYVILLE! } — YEAH!
Chorus:
Bitch, SouthSide ’til the day I die,
So you muthafuckas know where I’m from! (I’m from…)
Niggas are jealous of the things I buy
shot
If you don’t smoke the kinda weed I smoke,
Don’t bring ya bullshit around me. (aound me…)
I’m the number one nigga comin’ out this year,
So be satisfied with’ 2 or 3. (or 3…) {Whooooooooooooo! }
Outro:
Yeah!
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Ya heard right nigga?
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Can’t none o’ y’all niggs fuck with’ the kid!
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I don’t give a fuck!
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You get mad?
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Feel bad?
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Call my name pussy!
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I ain’t goin NOWHERE!
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G-UUUNIT!
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shot
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