Southside da Realest

[Hook] Southside da realist, drug dealers killas Sharks and gorillas, hope that you hear this Who said that we ain't dope dealing wizards? Car changing colors like chameleon lizards [Verse 1] Southside is da realist, I'mma make you feel it Microphone blizzards Out on the grind, gotta get mine From the state far down to x to the pine Home of the killas, home of the G's Boys round here calling dubs deuce D's It's anotha place, Southside's an island Off in the jungle the gorillas be wilding Deep in the game, my domain You can get it by the pack or by the train Ain't no fakers, got dikers and razors Roll down the exit now it looks like Vegas Small time bangers, that's what that is If u ain't scheming you are making drug deals Blood killa green got them hoes on the pill Get it how you live cause you gotta eat a meal I can't starve, I drive fast cars Cut up my bang, I done shook up the stars Bang from the gauge, make them behave I got the crown like the king of the cage King of the castle, hustling master Me and Kidd took bigs up to Nebraska Peep what I say, don't come round my way I got enough niggas to take up valet 6 niggas deep, bringing full heat We was moving 'bout a half a big every week My nigga J had the jag looking right Passing out the motor so we holding on tight Getting kinda dark so we flipped on the light 12 hours later had a full grown pipe Exit Daytona gotta lotta marijuana Lawn school is over but they didn't find the ganja Complete task count up my stash Back in Dallas Texas blending in with the smash Brokers in the past call me candy paint and glass I done fucked them up with the wood in the dash [Hook] [Verse 2] Back on the scene jump fresh, jump clean I was moving dimes on the mean Eugene Me and Ceasar chip, 8Ball, and J.R Check my background fiends know who we are I were kept stutter, yet a straight drop Hemmed by the cops had to swallow my rocks Endo is sherman, endo be burning SS Impala Street wheels steady turning Stay down in end Dontae cut throat Who them whinny boys, I'll slam both I done took a toast make haters get ghost AR-15, I ain't got to approach Hit you from a block, haters wanna plot Put it on they top with the infra beam dot Snitches get stitches, not in the britches I'mma fuck around have you swimming with the fishes Swimming in the gulf, times getting rough Only thing good is a doja puff Niggas talking stuff, critics ain't tough I throw bows like a souped up bus It's going down in the dirty dirty tre Boys don't play bout the yay or the K Holla after jets just got gallons of the wet Nigga Lil' Larry's have shooters on the vet Boys in the (?) got the surf and the guns K'd off birdtwan they ride foreign Holla at the Luke and the 44 Boyz Niggas up in Lincoln ride candy red cars Nixon ride blue, that's what it do Bontae, Dontae, Shaw K, too Boys in the east gotta get a little piece Chunking rally stripes on a box shell caprice Boys on the road ain't wax lil' scone Coming through this ho, gold status on the door [Hook]