Southside Can't Stop lyrics

f/ Den Den

[Hook]

Southside, we bomb first, when we ride
Swanging on elbows chopping on choppers that's right

Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop

Going platinum, everytime another tape drop

[Z-Ro]

It's the return of Z-Ro the Crooked, busting heads strictly for cash

Taking out contracts on hatas, with my beam and a mask

You can run you can hide, but it ain't no escaping

I'm a trend setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking

I done showed up and I poured up then, I blowed up like yeast

Diamonds slugs up on my teeth, hollerin' violence fuck the peace

Got a slug for these hatas, that's approaching me wrong

Then I mash off in first class there ain't no coach in my zone

Hydro weed to the dome, put up a rag to the chrome

I'm kinda quick to click so get gone, or catch one to the dome

Mo City Texas that's my home, but I can roam all over

So much ghetto love, these cats gone get me full up I'm sober

Real recognize real, and the fake gone fade away

Use to selling drugs to get that pay but God done mad a way

For me to stack my ends, my paper, my moola, my feddy

And caught this world by surprise, I knew you hoes wasn't ready

[Hook - 2x]

[Den Den]

We be crooked than a bitch, catch me dead in the mix

Shoot some dice start a fight, or scrambling for a lick

Chasing my cheddar riding much wetter, we finally made it

Breaking bread with the real ones, now the fake ones hate it

I be bombing like a plane, engulfed by Mary Jane

Hogging a lane like Deebo, bo'guard like Brother Man

Gripping the grain, leaving a stain on the pavement and the mind

Our bitches in brail, so the block can read my rhymes

Aniline all my hoes, till they knees on my foes

Better prepare for the two piece, that's fin to touch your nose

I'm boring no man, riding red, chopping