Something Bout S.S.
DJ Screw , Lil' Keke & Mr. 3-2
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Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
I'm a naked mastermind, aggravated with heat
Blazin' the sweets, and the syrup and the wine is cheap
The game is deep but I can't say the game don't pay
You better buy some property and put your money away
I ball every day, size, size, throw chunky diamond pieces
And come through my hood in brand new 'Licious
'Licious to eat ya soul, for free, free to the tooth
The true, the true and gone, digga, digga, cuckoo
Playa made to the fullest, but, partner, I really ain't trippin'
'Cause everybody know I got the low-low on the chickens
Lavish, lavish, havin' cabbage, loving the young worldwide
Bout to, bout to sign exotic, crunk, crunk, high time
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Grippin' the, grippin' the grain, stainin' the brain
Never change, remain the same
Life is fame and gettin' a name
Call to be the king of the game
Grippin' the grain, stainin' the brain
Never change, remain the same
Life is fame and gettin' a name
Call to be the king of the game
Grippin' the grain, stainin' the brain
Never change, remain the same
Life is fame and gettin' a name
Call to be the king of the game
Livin' like, livin' like real, do what I'm tryna get
Tryna get up and open it, makin' my, makin' my meal
Packin' my swangin' the, swangin' the North, I don't forget
Cookin' up, cookin' up, jelly, jelly, motor ridin', motor ridin'
In the barber, gotta stay, gotta stay faithful, pullin' a cape
Livin' life without a stall, all these, all these days of livin'
It's ten, whether it's nine, it's nine in the pen
In my brother, we, brother, we came, real is every, every
Every day, every day, all day I stay high
Smokin' that weed and droppin' the top
Chop 'em all up and ride no mug
Watchin' the haters pass me by
Every day, all day I stay high
Smokin' that weed and droppin' the top
Chop 'em all up and ride no mug
Watchin' the haters, every day, every day, all day, I stay high
Smokin' that weed and droppin' the top
Chop 'em all up and ride no mug
Watchin' the haters pass me by
My oh my, I tell a lie, they can't really see
It's the L to the I to the L and a playa named Three
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
It's the L to the I to the L and a playa named Three
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
You may catch me on the highway, backwood puffin' a blunt
Comin' down surround by a sign with a big daddy grill and no runks
Watching TV, you see me, top down groovin'
Swervin' lane to lane, belly movin', my pencil so swoopin'
These hoes is choosin' the original Southside playa
That's straight from Houston, Texas, rollin' Lexus suburban
Catch me swervin', fuck around and I hit the curb and
I'm out herbin', my niggas is hurtin'
And the sign know what I'm drivin', the mob recognize game
And conversation come around my house and leave
The main fiend, rock the swerve on my feet
Ridin' slab every day, breakin' up the concrete
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Well, deep down in the South we ride candy cars
Benz, Jaguars, white stars, stars
Fuck bars, just cars, the nigga true to the game
I'll cock the hammer back and put one in your brain
Who me? Lil' Keke, I represent it off course
Get lost tryna cross the bud-heads with the boss
Man, I'm flossin' these lyrics, make you fear it when hear it
Smokin' skunk, poppin' trunk, and my slab on its period
Drippin' wet, hit the set, chrome, flexin' some some'spet
Ain't no sweat, you admit, throw money on the set
Can't forget I'm blowin' dimes and I'm givin' niggas thangs
Swang, chop it up, and I'm lost in the slang
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Something about the Southside
That makes me wanna act bad
Swangin' on south in the hood-a-la
Lost in my candy slab
Let me roll this smoke in the sky
I know we gettin' high tonight
Let me roll this smoke in the sky
I know we gettin' high tonight
Let me roll this smoke in the sky
I know we gettin' high tonight
Let me roll this smoke in the sky
And we're feelin' good