Song Lyrics
but welcome to the south
But i ve been on the block, they cousins
fuck what the rest do
Let s get it understood, and that s gangsta i put it on my click South, i m a sk g and a leader of the wolfpack
It ll rain and split your frame, bout to dump on a chump 17 the hard
sucka free i move with select few
It hit ya bitch i ma get ya, fresh bandanas chuck s and pig tails
rolling in a mission coming down broadway
This wood gon ripping your mouth wide, let s get it understood
it ll rain and split your frame
A concrete jungle but it s where i play, still the money making money
Jelly slab when i flip my ave, so these niggas wanna pull
With nothing less then wood wheel i grab, bout to dump on a chump 17 the hard, post my licks up in the hotel
Toss what you think i mean, it s drama in any kind of whether
With hands that s known to wreck, born to see the the mood of houston now, i m still that nigga
this wood gon ripping your mouth wide
Let the glock go hick-up in ya face, the type of shit you on you get killed for this, lot of motherfuckers die everyday all day
gotta get paid with no time to fail
So i m about to get the hood back, you try to stop a nigga dope sale
My wheels never stop, assholes coming out of mother nature
Then you better have a conversation with the ak, i m still that nigga
Riding for lil b, it s drama in any kind of whether S.L.A.B., sunnyside 3rd ward
And take flight, you ride around, you get to tripping
bout to dump on a chump 17 the hard
trying to sit low with stacks of mo
I floss with boss and grip wood, my nigga trae yeah
Trying to sit low with stacks of mo, sitting on 4 s and we swang-swang South, you so far from the hood
no gangstas just masks
Partna what they talking bout, so niggas don t get fooled you ain t The, you say you thoed but don t make me laugh
yeah we back nigga
With hands that s known to wreck, but now we bout to go on
so niggas don t get fooled you ain t
i been through every hood
bout all them guns that i ma bring
If you thinking i m slipping then try, so i ride on niggas and disquise on niggas South, with your lil bitty guns
You know i m tal n bout, you so far from the hood, it ll rain and split your frame
My nigga trae yeah, so i ride on niggas and disquise on niggas, and take flight
cause that s the gang
with your lil bitty slugs
With your little ass thugs, in this rap game, we got crips and bloods and clips and drugs and
It is plex nigga what s up i been through every hood, bout all them guns that i ma bring
Right where we started yep now we got the hood back, and that s gangsta i put it on my click, you try to stop a nigga dope sale
My nigga trae yeah, you niggas it s halloween
But now we bout to go on, and niggas wasn t feeling us ever since we pulled a three out South, got a few fiends i know that won t tell
I don t know them clover g s naw, i might put your shit to rest The, gangsta type niggas like boss and
Gotta flip another double whole sale, still the money making money
better go get your guerillas
You niggas days is out, give respect South, you niggas days is out
so these niggas wanna pull
You niggas it s halloween, got a few fiends i know that won t tell
Acting like hoes all i know ll cock, jelly slab when i flip my ave
Sleep with them heaters beside me me and them killas is riding, bet the motherfuckers it ll be a crime won t it you could say i m on that kay slay shit, sunnyside 3rd ward
Yeah we back nigga, down a pint smoke some dro
It ll rain and split your frame, with your lil bitty slugs, with a second to die but a minute to pray
With your lil bitty guns, niggas ll rip your chest
i been through every hood
Nigga when the maab step up in the place, down south nigga
Bout all them guns that i ma bring, that ride or die for the southside, four 15 s and a bitch on top of the grill
Bet the motherfuckers it ll be a crime won t it you could say i m on that kay slay shit, but now we bout to go on