South Side Comin'

[Intro]

Southside's coming - 4x

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh - 2x

Southside's coming - 8x

[Hook]

If you don't give a what, like we don't give a what

Let me see you, put your hood in the air - 2x

If a hater jump up, what we tell him (back-back)

See my click bust first, it ain't no time to (clap

back)

See they talking like they killas, but where they

(straps at)

This the Dirty South boy, what you know about that

[E.S.G.]

Out the Superbowl city dog, yep ya boy E.S.G.

Like a George Foreman grill, man I'm known to cook heat

Spit heat for the street, over crunk beats

Crack my trunk, I crack concrete

All my gangstas bounce with me, blow a hydro ounce with

me

Fake gangsta rappers, don't wanna go to war

You dummies might as well and bust, send ya ass to Mars

Better bulletproof your cars, if you running ya mouth

We turn Maybachs to drop tops, with choppers down South

Don't make me knock you cowards out, you be crying like

ya gay

You the type, that'll marry Brittany Spears for a day

See plenty of weight, plenty of them rocks

Boys never seen you, on no block

Boys never seen you, pop no glock

Boys never seen you, dodge no cops

H-E-L hot, H-Town we right behind

If them hatas holla back, it's hollow tips through they

spine

Doctors holla flat line, hate to see a crying lady

Cause I'm straight with a 3-80, like a black Tom Brady

[Hook]

[Intro]

[E.S.G.]

Gotta make your mail, gotta make your bread

Can't be scared, to push ahead

Don't give a damn, what no one said

Got's to keep, your family fed

Whole lot of homies, been mislead

Get caught up, they wind up dead

Running round, like they ain't scared

Boys round here, will bust your head

Like my dog Juve said I need it, I need it in my life

I ain't trying to be Mystikal, and go to jail tonight

Playa pressure bust pipes, and ya pipes bout to bust

I don't care where you from, homie throw your hood up

[Hook]

[E.S.G.]

Like Walter Payton we skating, on black spinners and

daytons

Escalade I'm navigating, and to hell with probation

Motivation determination, dedication and paper chasing

I avoid the frustration, and aggravation from the

hating

Spit game is my occupation, a thug with a education

Tryna teach to reach my nation, you boys see what we

facing

Radio station no rotation, they told me to be patient

How the hell can I keep on waiting, these fakas keep on

faking

Fascination with them toys, I love A.K.'s

Let me see you rep your hood, M-I-A to L.A

Down South don't play, next time you come our way

Let me see you get crunk, now that's what Lil' Jon

would say

[Hook]