Intro: My Ghetto Retarded(x3) Dumb Way(x4) Off that dumb shit(dumb shit) with my ghetto No Mercy, nigga no mercy(x1) "Imma never say die", that's what my OG told me(Believe that southside city, nigga)
Hook: "Ho's lie, nigga's die", thats what my OG told me My ghetto(my ghetto), if you make it to see 25, nigga you a OG
Verse 1: Nigga woke up in the morn, don't know if they died Don't know who they friend Can't even trust they kin Fuck it! Fake it! Til' ya make it Keep it all the same Don't even show ya stash spot, to ya old lady Watch these niggas eyes These niggas strapped, unda them cow hides These niggas, clapping in dat southside If ya hit 25, then ya lucky Most nigga's get killed, when ya real like Bucky! All that buckin gets ya head bust Passed down a nigga block, and done messed up! You outta Here! Bottem board to fullest man I'm hollin "What it do Southside?", baby I got love for that due
Breakdown: You got the hustlas, the niggas bought the big bread Ya got the bustas, ya got the feds and the cookheads you got the skeezas The iphones and tha beepers ya got ya people But is yo people yo people thats who it evil nigga
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[Verse 2:] Might die oh the dark way I get done with the A.K Southside make these niggas scream "MAYDAY! MAYDAY!" Rest in peace to all my G's from the bottom to the top But I put Ivy on tha top ghetto superstar
[Breakdown:] Niggas on they broad, niggas on these bars Recession in tha streets nigga's back to stealin cars O.G. told me how this "shit would unfold if I eva got tha money and tha cars and clothes." These niggas hoes just like hoes
[Verse 2 cont'd:] Alot of niggas in mah ghetto need to be exposed We always on the news "someone lay down" (stay down!) Dis year man we killed more than Brookstown! Chopper rounds goin off in mah territory We the ones started! Call this shit retarted! Get ya mind right The O.G.s the B.G.s the bottom the top; you got the boulevard but I'm across the track die hard
Verse 2: Let's get back to the south shit Where you from? how you come? Hope you dumb cause we dumb cock that back shoot through ya lung Dude don't make me twist ya toungue "tick tick tick tick tick tick", like a nigga playin drum Big drum, choppa drum We ain't playin son Kill you and ya nigga thas a And 1, Straight up I know some boulevard die hard niggas who brought they business Some uptown gorillas, some bottomboard killas! Southside head honcho Ivy left it to me so ima always be return to Niggas be dead with no insurance, life it ain't a game (Fuck That!) Lets get it nigga yo life for my chain They wanna investigate the murder Crack rock is the perk old people peepin out tha window like turtles No mercy in my neighborhood niggas play for keeps Whole families die when a nigga play wit me bitch
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