Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
E
Am
E
Southside,
Am
E
we bomb first,
Swanging on elbows chopping
E
on choppers that's right
'Cause we real,
Am
E
on a mission to get it can't stop
everytime another tape drop
Verse 2
Ro the Crooked,
busting heads strictly for cash
Am
Taking out contracts on hatas, with
You can run you can hide,
but it ain't no escaping
Am
I'm a trend setter with a beretta,
E
for real it ain't no faking
I done showed up and I poured up
then, I blowed up like yeast
Am
Diamonds slugs up on my teeth,
E
hollerin' violence fuck the peace
Got a slug for these hatas, that's
approaching me wrong
Am
Then I mash off in first class
E
there ain't no coach in my zone
Hydro weed to the dome,
put up a rag to the chrome
Am
I'm kinda quick to click so get
E
gone, or catch one to the dome
Mo City Texas that's my home,
but I can roam all over
F
Am
So much ghetto love, these cats
E
gone get me full up I'm sober
Real recognize real,
and the fake gone fade away
Am
Use to selling drugs to get that
E
pay but God done mad a way
Am
For me to stack my ends, my paper,
Am
And caught this world by surprise,
F
I knew you hoes wasn't ready
Verse 3
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
E
Am
when we ride
Swanging on elbows chopping
E
on choppers that's right
'Cause we real,
Am
E
on a mission to get it can't stop
E
everytime another tape drop
Verse 4
E
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
Am
Swanging on elbows chopping
E
on choppers that's right
'Cause we real,
Am
on a mission to get it can't stop
Going platinum, everytime another tape drop
Verse 5
catch me dead in the mix
Am
Shoot some dice start a fight,
E
or scrambling for a lick
Chasing my cheddar riding much wetter,
we finally made it
Am
Breaking bread with the real ones,
E
now the fake ones hate it
I be bombing like a plane,
engulfed by Mary Jane
E
Deebo, bo'guard like Brother Man
Gripping the grain,
Am
E
leaving a stain on the pavement and the mind
Am
Our bitches in brail,
E
so the block can read my rhymes
Aniline all my hoes,
till they knees on my foes
Am
Better prepare for the two piece,
E
that's fin to touch your nose
I'm boring no man, riding red,
chopping fans
Am
Sliding through Mo Town,
E
distributing contraband
Slipping and sliding like a snake,
stacking my feddy like a bank
Am
Moving slow like a tortoise,
E
cause I'm tipsy from the drink
Hitting the dank and I pass it,
roll on glass and a casket
Am
E
So much god damn money in the South,
it's drastic
Verse 6
E
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
E
Am
when we ride
Swanging on elbows chopping on
on a mission to get it can't stop
E
Am
Going platinum,
E
everytime another tape drop
Verse 7
E
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
E
Am
E
Am
when we ride
E
Swanging on elbows chopping on
choppers that's right
'Cause we real,
Am
on a mission to get it can't stop
Going platinum,
everytime another tape drop
Verse 8
Am
Rolling over the competition,
E
on a mission for the crown
Am
Ain't no obstacle gonna stop me,
E
cause I'm knocking them all down
Till I make it to the T- O- P,
King of the Ghetto is who Ro be
Am
E
You better just back up or get smacked up,
you fellas really don't know me
A total stranger, man filled with anger
Am
Since busters always tripping,
F
always keep one in the hole
E
One deep is how I roll,
just me and the calico
Am
Trying to beef with Z- Ro,
you gotta go, you gotta go
F
E
Mash the pedal to the floor,
let the tommy gun go
Am
I ain't never had no love for a mark,
Fortune and fame about to grow,
Am
E
20 thousand for a show
Am
And it ain't no more regular weed,
C
E
ain't nothing but do- do and that dro
Ridgemont 4 is what I claim,
blue and red but we don't bang
I wear my color you wear your color,
Am
E
because it's all about that change
Am
I remain to stay the same,
E
trunk full of bang screens rain
Am
I'm still a Ridgemont hardhead, leaning
Verse 9
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
when we ride
E
Swanging on elbows chopping on
choppers that's right
on a mission to get it can't stop
E
Am
Going platinum,
E
everytime another tape drop
Verse 10
Am
Southside, we bomb first,
when we ride
Swanging on elbows chopping on
on a mission to get it can't stop
Going platinum,
F
Am
everytime another tape drop
Verse 11
Am
Hoe ass nigga, feel that there,
E
Am
E
Am
Southside
E
S.U.C., Southsive for live,
Am
E
Am
ain't no hate to the other side
E
Am
Nigga we all shout for the third coast,
Am
Z- Ro the Crooked nigga,
Z- Ro the motherfucking Mo City Don
And it go down,
E
and it don't stop cause it can't stop
Am
So therefor it won't stop,
E
When the laws hit the block,
E
Am
fences we gone hop
E
Hitt the stash spot out for the glock
Fuck the crooked cops,
Am
2kAce in your motherfucking face
E
Z- Ro, feel that (feel that)
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