paroles de chanson South Side - Lansky Tha Alpha Dog
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
Now
tell
me
what
side
to
my
hustlers
reside
The
hood
you
throw
up
when
you
ready
to
ride
I
roll
with
my
homies
and
we
snagging
up
the
honeys
Kicking
up
dust
yea
we
stacking
up
the
money
As
we
packing
four
fours
yea
we
banging
four
fives
It's
Oak
city
my
baby
where
the
hustlers
thrive
Big
ballers
in
my
city,
they
know
me
The
Alpha
Dog
out
the
O,
L-A-N
to
the
SKY
The
realest
from
my
city,
banging
it
in
the
South
You
can
keep
the
Zig-Zag,
only
Swisser
in
my
mouth
Leaned
on
the
Tussin,
cocked
back
and
hit
a
lick
Dumping
them
burners
keep
the
teflons
in
my
clip
Better
ring
the
alarm
cause
the
school
is
in
session
Schooling
young
bucks
yea
teaching
em'
lessons
Making
money
boss
balling,
it's
the
rise
of
a
Don
South
Side
Oak
City,
uh,
c'mon
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
I
rock
with
true
ballers,
money
making
G's
Who
will
knock
you
out
your
seat,
leaving
bodies
incomplete
Pistol
whipping
pussies,
respect
the
Smith
and
Wesson
Switching
through
the
lanes
keeping
all
them
haters
guessing
The
General
at
the
wheel,
four
door
steady
pressing
South
Bound
motherfucker
better
think
before
you
dissing
Cause
they'll
find
your
head
missing,
six
o'clock
news
Lansky
the
Alpha
Dog
yea
I've
paid
all
my
dues
A
hustler
with
degree,
the
school
of
hard
knocks
With
a
pack
of
hungry
wolves
and
they
riding
for
the
block
While
these
haters
keep
on
talking
like
some
hoes
up
on
my
jock
So
mad
I'm
stacking
cheddar,
punching
in
the
clock
Ya'll
can't
take
from
my
plate,
click
clack
that's
the
truth
Rocking
hot
tracks
yea
I'm
wrecking
in
the
booth
I
leave
you
so
twisted,
jacking
your
coupe
I'm
loaded
cock
back,
aim
and
shoot
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
Click
clack,
drop
back,
it's
a
South
Side
jack
From
the
8-7
Lack,
with
my
hustlers
in
the
back
I'm
South
Side
raised
yea
I'm
down
by
law
And
I'm
still
underground,
live
and
raw
These
beats
become
deceased
every
time
that
I'm
mic'd
You
can
dig
on
my
style,
but
lyrics
no
bite
Your
head
gone
bob,
hell
yea
I'm
that
tight
Peace
to
Big
Freddy
doing
40
to
life
Quarter
pounds
and
8 balls,
hustlers
doing
dirt
Snitches
get
stitches
and
bodies
get
murked
South
Sides
how
we
ride
fool
know
the
name
As
I'm
taking
what
I
want
and
I'm
replacing
you
lames
Real
work
and
no
play,
no
time
for
your
games
Cause
it's
all
about
the
power
so
I'm
bringing
the
fucking
pain
Got
your
crew
hemmed
up,
click
clack
pow
With
my
forty
cocked
back
yea
talk
that
now
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
What
side
of
the
city,
is
my
hustlers
at
What
side
of
the
city,
always
stayed
strapped
Who's
got
my
back,
Who's
giving
me
the
daps
Who?
What?
1 The Rebirth
2 I'm Back
3 Multiply
4 Still
5 Her Love
6 Country Boy
7 Southern Explosion
8 South Side
9 Point To Prove
10 Puts It Down
11 Realest Ones
12 This For You
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