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South Side's a town with a lot of hustle and bustle
A kid got stuck for a buck under the trussle
Died with pride, he thought he had a big heart muscle
He fought back, but the attack was brutal

Futile to his survival and the event that his crew will
Seek revenge on the assailants who rushed him
They crushed him, snuffed the life all out of his body
He had friends, a Benz with rims by Gotti

Guys wanted to beat him, girls wanted to greet him
Kids wanted to be him when they saw him in the Coliseum
Lots of cash hoppin' fast on the avenue
Pump up your system loud and he'll laugh at you

'Cause under the Tec is a gooseneck
And a Glock 9 when he stops at the light
Pumpin' rides into the top in

South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side

I grew up on the rough side of town, kids play stick-up
Playing the game of survival going uptown to pick up
Supportin' the taste with leathers and bamboos and black Timbs
Benz parked at the curb while puffin' herb
(Word)

Cruisin', one-six, oh, with the lean
Sportin' BV's on the Beamer with the Italian wintergreen interior
While the Alpine pump, you get open
Hoppin', hopin' to catch them all open, girls scopin' as you unlock

Now you gotta go, gotta go
Hoppin' down Merit to get back to the four, oh
Back in the days Queens never got props
But South Side had citywide respect plus knockouts

Forty, Baisley, Suptin, Merit
Queens wack step back
I don't wanna hear it I'm from

South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side

South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side

Projectiles are fittin' inside of a clip
And personally there's no particular name that's written
On the side of a slug, damn, it's bugged
When pretty women begin to bend over a drug

She used to be the type of girl that was flashy
Now the scars from the concrete make her knees look ashy

Cops constantly stay on high speed chases
Trying to remember faces from previous arrest cases
Bulletproof vest is the hottest items to invest in
Shots fired, one was hit with the hollow-tip and it caved his chest in

Kids are gathered around him coffin' quiet
Softly they're standin' 'cause there's baby left as an orphan
'Cause the life of an illegal entrepreneur
Is more than a rag-a-ma-jaga, a Scorpio buy my cure

South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side

Your man wants to get rid of ya 'cause now you're the number
One neighborhood pharmaceutical distributor
How could you ever expect this
From your man that he would plant product inside of your Lexus?

Today you're having lunch with a cutie
You gotta hunch, you're the type of brother that's moody
So instead you drive a sterling, lime green
To match the colors inside of your eightball sherling

So today he escapes fate to live another day
To pick up scale weight inside of a ghetto
Inside of the ghetto, cars gather together
Gettin' ready to hop under the summer weather
Armor All glistenin' in the sun, it's four cars

And they're each two deep
But you still find it necessary to carry a gun
Hoppin' to the beach with a jeep
Full of Chinese cut broads passin' by perpetrators

Perpetratin' frauds, you're on the beach playin' cards
Thinkin' about pickin' up a convertible Saab
As the sun sets, you all jet inside of the ride
But your mentality flips 'cause you gotta get back to the

South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side

South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South Side
South Side's a town with a lot of hustle and bustle   A kid got stuck for a buck under the trussle   Died with pride, he thought he had a big heart muscle   He fought back, but the attack was brutal      Futile to his survival and the event that his crew will   Seek revenge on the assailants who rushed him   They crushed him, snuffed the life all out of his body   He had friends, a Benz with rims by Gotti      Guys wanted to beat him, girls wanted to greet him   Kids wanted to be him when they saw him in the Coliseum   Lots of cash hoppin' fast on the avenue   Pump up your system loud and he'll laugh at you      'Cause under the Tec is a gooseneck   And a Glock 9 when he stops at the light   Pumpin' rides into the top in      South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side      I grew up on the rough side of town, kids play stick-up   Playing the game of survival going uptown to pick up   Supportin' the taste with leathers and bamboos and black Timbs   Benz parked at the curb while puffin' herb   (Word)      Cruisin', one-six, oh, with the lean   Sportin' BV's on the Beamer with the Italian wintergreen interior   While the Alpine pump, you get open   Hoppin', hopin' to catch them all open, girls scopin' as you unlock      Now you gotta go, gotta go   Hoppin' down Merit to get back to the four, oh   Back in the days Queens never got props   But South Side had citywide respect plus knockouts      Forty, Baisley, Suptin, Merit   Queens wack step back   I don't wanna hear it I'm from      South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side      South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side      Projectiles are fittin' inside of a clip   And personally there's no particular name that's written   On the side of a slug, damn, it's bugged   When pretty women begin to bend over a drug      She used to be the type of girl that was flashy   Now the scars from the concrete make her knees look ashy      Cops constantly stay on high speed chases   Trying to remember faces from previous arrest cases   Bulletproof vest is the hottest items to invest in   Shots fired, one was hit with the hollow-tip and it caved his chest in      Kids are gathered around him coffin' quiet   Softly they're standin' 'cause there's baby left as an orphan   'Cause the life of an illegal entrepreneur   Is more than a rag-a-ma-jaga, a Scorpio buy my cure      South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side      Your man wants to get rid of ya 'cause now you're the number   One neighborhood pharmaceutical distributor   How could you ever expect this   From your man that he would plant product inside of your Lexus?      Today you're having lunch with a cutie   You gotta hunch, you're the type of brother that's moody   So instead you drive a sterling, lime green   To match the colors inside of your eightball sherling      So today he escapes fate to live another day   To pick up scale weight inside of a ghetto   Inside of the ghetto, cars gather together   Gettin' ready to hop under the summer weather   Armor All glistenin' in the sun, it's four cars      And they're each two deep   But you still find it necessary to carry a gun   Hoppin' to the beach with a jeep   Full of Chinese cut broads passin' by perpetrators      Perpetratin' frauds, you're on the beach playin' cards   Thinkin' about pickin' up a convertible Saab   As the sun sets, you all jet inside of the ride   But your mentality flips 'cause you gotta get back to the      South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side      South Side, South Side, South Side   South Side, South Side, South Side
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