South Side lyrics

by

Lloyd Banks


[Intro: George Clinton]
Blind stares of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize, that they'll never see
The...

[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
B-A, N-K dollar sign, S.K. in the back of the truck
n*gga what?
I'm remarkable, roll through the hood with' an arsenal
Lookin' for a b*tch to put the sausage to (Yea!)
These n*ggas fallin' off
I'm startin to feel like I'm responsible (Uuuuuuh)
The reason they won't sponsor you, all my n*ggas jump the gun (Yep)
You sneeze and they stompin' you, back neck, knees and ya arms is too
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 will never do is slip up
That's how you let these b*tch n*ggas ahead of you
Real n*ggas be on point, game tight (Game tight)
Bag a new b*tch and f*ck her the same night (Same night)
I could take care of these n*ggas on my own (On my own)
Patiently waitin for Yayo to come home (Come home)
Get the f*ck out my way, I'm in the zone (In the zone)
Muthaf*cka fist fight I hold the chrome (Hold the chrome)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
It's South Side 'til the day I die, now you muthaf*ckers know where I'm from (I'm from)
n*ggas are jealous of the things I buy so I gotta move around with my gun (My gun)
If you don't smoke the kinda weed I smoke don't bring ya bullsh*t around me ('Round me)
I'm the number one n*gga comin' out this year so be satisfied with two or three (Or three)
[Outro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah!
Ya heard right n*gga
Can't none o' y'all n*ggs f*ck with' the kid!
I don't give a f*ck!
You get mad?
Feel bad
Call my name pus*y
I ain't goin NOWHERE!
G-UNIT!
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