love the Southside, (watch us come down) It's bout the South, (watch us come down) S-O-U-T-H-S-I-D-E, (watch us come down) [E.S.G.] Southside where I
, in my trunk-e nigga Call yo wootay's let 'em know I'ma keep ya nigga To they cough up sixty gee's my nigga That's how it go, cause if the shoes Was
Yo, the one and only You zonin now with that Daddy-O money, I'm tellin you! Yo (?), yo hold up hold up hold up Brother's comin back, but what's Daddy-
firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] You don't think I know you niggas want me to get murked? Down, lowered
down and drop it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's
G's simpin naughty thangs Real as these tatt's on my body, and it's Killuminati [Chorus] [2Pac] Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain Hold it down
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York
: (feat. Lloyd Banks, Ma$e, Prodigy, Spider Loc) [Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga
's get this money man, them hos come with the paper I'm done to go wherever this game takes us Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low bros That simple
that Suburban like... Is it that black joint come to the black? That's Fif'; like their son! Niggas know that's bulletproof, bomb bulletproof, .8-proof! Shoot a big gun, that's
you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out,
a nigga O.D. Cash Rule Everything Around Me I'm YSL, Versace You could see me in that Porsche GT Comin' down Sunset sittin' on D's Feelin' like 'Pac,
style Wild style Say G.O.B.E.P G.O.B.E.P Say Black (Black) Eyed (Eyed) Peeeee (Peeee) Party people let's have a good time Let's keep it bumpin' Come
We gotta down get down for, right Now! Nigga fuck yo people And this is how we all (all) dream to get paid (paid) Got us thinkin he's one of a kind he's
Back You Feel It You Heard It, Hand On The Wheel No Need To Be Nervous, Ride Wit A G Everything Will Be Perfect, Put It Down Put It All On The Surface
Claire [Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)] Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters Shouts out to Buck,
e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down
