paroles de chanson Southside - The Legendary Traxster

Yo
I'm from that Chicago
You get two pair of ones for $75 bucks, in Jew Town, boi
Hey

I'm on the SOUTHSIDE of the city
All day summertime Chi, fuck wit me
We break blunts at the lakefront
Rappin to the rhythm of chickens pattin they lace-front
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
If we can't find the way in, homie, we make one

Any GOAT list without me is incomplete
061 the set, this is Bishop Street
Pistol Pete without the Pete
You treat yo hoes like shit, we took em out to eat
Now we got em back do'in
The money flowin
I used to hop on the bus with funny tokens
Took the greenline to the end
Bomb every car
Take the next train back again
My nap sack had pads, guns and paint
Legend out here, bitch, I am what you ain't
Military ammunition
Y'all shootin blanks
It's niggas that hate my guts that need to say thanks
I walked the plank and survived that
This the go Illa, it ain't chi raq
Never been, 9 levels, I'm level 10
It's testosterone vs estrogen, ya bitch

I'm on the SOUTHSIDE of the city
All day summertime Chi, fuck wit me
We break blunts at the lakefront
Rappin to the rhythm of chickens pattin they lace-front
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
If we can't find the way in, homie, we make one

You wasn't outside, I was in the shit
Wicked graffiti scripts in my penmanship
But flip zips like cartwheels
Don't bring yo ass passed Ashland & Garfield
Niggas cappin, get - decapitated
Put it on my soul like a affidavit
Wrap niggas up in a blanket statement
Need it in full, we ain't takin payments
If you ain't got it Nigga, better make arrangements
Leavin opposition achin like I'm Walter Payton
Take it to the ultimate, I'm a ultimatum
Rappers woofin and pump fakin, I Fuckin hate em
Mother made em, mutha fuck em
My man say kill 'em all, he on to somethin
Nightly glow
Mighty flo
You know where to find me tho
Right off I-94, Yo

I'm on the SOUTHSIDE of the city
All day summertime Chi, fuck wit me
We break blunts at the lakefront
Rappin to the rhythm of chickens pattin they lace-front
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
Break em, bullshit, we don't take none
If we can't find the way in, homie, we make one