Yeah, Southside I go nuts on Southside Beats Baby, okay
Super Bowl ring, we ballin´ hard, we won the championship
Everybody got somethin´ to say when I ain´t even ask ´em shit Bunny rabbit broke, take a brick and do a magic trick A hundred racks a show, get on the stage and do a backwards flip (yeah) I´m in L.A. with some real Crips I want Stella McCartney, this real drip Cartier on my face with the wood tear Put the knife on the K, it´s the real deal Make ´em get out this bitch like a fire drill If I won´t hit a bitch then the guys will I´ve been on it, today I took five pills I´ma run up them M´s ´cause it´s God´s will How you gon´ check me? She like my gangsta, she wanna arrest me She wanna sex me (yeah) I got the blocka, she know not to test me
Comin´ at you niggas 3D They gon´ put this shit on repeat Everything I say, they repeat Any nigga try to sneak diss I ain´t gon´ say nothin´ back, yeah I´ma keep gettin´ these racks, yeah When you speak ´bout me, speak facts, yeah Got an FN on the kickback, yeah Big nose, hood on the demon Big to the streets, I´m a deacon They wouldn´t even peep what I was preachin´ They just wanna see me with the leaches Big ballers, I ain´t in the bleachers Courtside, high five the ref Codeine got me talkin´ to myself Blowin´ up, I´m blowin´ out my belt Real G top 5, nah, for real Only 25 before the deal
Every time we slide, a nigga kill I just hope to God that they appeal
G5 sittin´ in the cell He ´bout to come (came home) I got this money on me right now I don´t even answer my phone (put ´em on) I had these bitches in state to state They tryna give me some play (leave me alone) They know that I ain´t got time to waste I´m tryna get in their face (I´m goin´ home) I might just give you a couple of dollars And make sure you good on a model (good) They know they´ll probably gon´ see me again Unless I´m in the Benz I put the Forgiatos on the car Naked Tundras on the truck I got the money, I´m runnin´ it up