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Straight Outta Southside Lyrics by G-Unit

 

Straight Outta Southside by G-Unit


[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
I don't know what the f**k y'all been doin
But this what they want
I'd like to give a R.I.P., in advance
To all my enemies, die quick nigga!

[Lloyd Banks]
Straight outta Southside, crazy motherf**ker named Bank-o
Crack rap, million dollar bankroll
Black 'Llac, with my outta state hoe
These niggaz talk gangsta but really ain't though (no! )
I'm a stormy night, you a rainbow
I'm a G, tight clothes ain't my thing bro
f**k the police, with a HIV carrier
No vaseline in the M-16 (yeah)
I'm ridin dirty but the Bent' pimp clean (yeah)
It got a body like I feed it Creatine
My birthstones are diamond, my favorite color's green
I smoke lean and p**s Louie the 13 (boy! )

[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
Yeah, y'all motherf**kers shot my momma crib up
My sister, my niece in there
I'm gettin y'all niggaz hit for $500
I'ma be in London motherf**ker

[Tony Yayo]
My name is Yayo, a crazy nigga don't play though
I hit your Planters peanut with the eight-oh
Al-Qaeda, expert murkin
When all my niggaz die they gon' have 80 virgins
In the 'burbs swervin, cause I'm drunk and I'm high
With that glock, that pump, that mac and fo'-five (break it down now! )
f**k the police! They killed Shawn Bell (WHAT?)
f**k the feds! I'll still deal fishscale (WHAT?)
Mini-Me niggaz wanna copy my style
But legal aid lawyers ain't good for trial
Pull up to the projects and throw the kids 100's (I ain't lyin! )
Drop-top Phantom got him sick in his stomach
Brrrrrat!

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
These niggaz is weak son
Lookin like cookies 'n cream to me
God damn, a fly man, a heartbeat man
Niggaz know any of these niggaz can get it

[50 Cent]
Nigga this Boo-Boo, but you could call me 50
f**k with me the police will have to get me
760-I, I ride, I'm a rider
Molotov I toss that, you on fire
Beef pop, I stop talkin and get quiet
And make the muzzle on the tec look like it's on fire
My sh*t jam and un-jam like I planned it
Like I was just takin a breather, I'm back blammin
I'm Charles Bronson, Dirty Harry, with the cannon
You shootin back but you ain't hittin sh*t I'm still standin
When sh*t don't go down smooth I don't panic
Switch pistols, switch hands, switch targets hit your man

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, nigga I'm straight outta Southside
I'm back on that gorilla sh*t, that cold-hearted killa sh*t
Nigga stunt with your mouth wide
We move around militant, we trained for some iller sh*t
Muh'f**ker, Southside!