Текст песни Trae f Russell Lee - Still on Da Southside, слова песни Trae f Russell Lee

Текст песни Trae f Russell Lee - Still on Da Southside

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[Hook: Russell Lee - 2x]On the SouthsideCandy sprayed, looking so live84`s and vogues, we glideScrewzoo, you know we holding it down[Trae]I`m still low behind tints, swanging to SouthwestA lot of shit on my mind, still living the stretchScrew-U I miss you, ain`t a damn thang changedTo the day I`m deceased, I`ma rep the nameHolding it down for the South, and the S.U.C.Ahead of the pack, forever S.L.A.B.And swanging 4`s and vogues, low with T.V.`sThe trunk popped up, and showing that I`m a GOut the Dirty Southside, of H-T-XIn a throwback drop, or a four do` LexWith a throw away glock, when a nigga got plexI`m fresh off the block, slow-mo in a VetPeep game when I grip the grain, I`m off the chainDown the baseline, and cross over the laneLike A.I., my game is too flyBlue over gray, when I pass on byI`m a B-E-T, and a Southwest thugBeat down the block, and banging on dubsScrubs, back back give me fiftyCause wanna be thugs, don`t get no loveFrom the Maab or the click, Slow Loud And Bangin`From the beginning to end, I ain`t never changingAnd the East to Westcoast, is what I`m rangingThat candy blue, on locks that I`m stagingRearranging, your changing thoughtsWhen I hit the vault, pulling out candy carsLike Randy Moss, I`ma play the fieldOn the hunt for a mill, displaying my skillsSouthsive for live, repping my blockMy hood on fire, streets is on lockWith the shit that I got, I`m never gon stopFor Screw I`ma punch the gas, to the top[Hook - 2x][Trae]If I`m pulling out the garage, better believe it`s mineAnd if the light is on me, then I`ma go on and shineBaller block niggaz, on glass when I hop the laneIt`s a damn shame, the way my top drop and swangMy slab doubling, and niggaz be thinking that it`s a gameTrae ain`t the same, and leading the line like a trainAnd I`m in the cockpit, that glide like a planeWhen I`m on Fondren, I be heading down to MainLike a pimp, hoes I got by the flockIn a CMC, and low key from copsI`m on the grind, trying to stack my knotsI put about four G`s, up in the stash spotBleeding the block, at night when I get my cashAnd wood all on my dash, with leather under my ass2-55, with full speed to mashWhen the bops on the block, I`m full speed to passLike Dizzy Young, cause I`m young and rawWith no love for the law, that hate a young thugThat`s real in the streets, and never been fakeWith artillery, for niggaz that I hateCause I`m playa, ain`t no way to knock thatWhen it come to the click, you know I got thatSo you cats, better play the back fieldCause I`m the homerun king champ, and I`m next to batFor the Dirty Southside, and the Wild Wild WestWhen it quick to click, or putting the drama to restI`m telling these cats, they don`t wanna testCause the click full of G`s, just might cause a messWhen they in black Houpes, and they ready to rideBelieve me, G-Maab ain`t playing no gamesI ride for the set, to the day I quitAnd if it ever come to that, then it`s over mayn[Hook - 2x][Trae]I represent for the Dirty 3rd, when I shake the blockFor P-A-T and Mafio, I`ma drop the dropBody rock and catch hot, when these haters jockAnd on top of that, watching these boppers bopOn a G like Trae, since back in the dayWhen I tip the Houpe, and flipped up Few QuaySouth Klique for life, with BJ And Lil` ShayMy brother Jay`Ton, and the rest of S.K.But now I`m in a first class, four do` slabGetting my shine on, and beating up the Ave.Still on the Southside, got niggaz mouth widePiss me off, and I`ma fuck up they insideOutside, when I let up my trunkSix fifteens, and yep they gon bumpThink of touching my shit, you bound to get stompedI ain`t never been a punk, you chose to get dumpedOne deep or with a click, I`m still gon ballIn a DTS, the screens is gon fallT-R-A-E, I play the game rawFin to set this shit off, with no time to stallFor the Screw K3, they done dropped the chainAnd the guerilla got loose, that they tried to tameAnd now they feeling this one, from H-Town to SpainNow niggaz in the game, be looking so lameWhen they see my 4`s, running niggaz out the wayWhen I`m fresh out the Jag, on candy blue sprayedWhen I`m fresh out the Quay, on customizedSix T.V.`s, banked up on MLKT-I-N-T, black on black I`m thoedSo these niggaz don`t know, what I`m working withOr what I got inside, late night when I rideIt`s gangstafied, I know you feeling this[Hook - 2x](Russell Lee)We gon hold it down, On the SouthsideYeah, of H-Town, it goes down

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