Текст песни Southside - BROCKHAMPTON
                                                Don't 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                fuck 
                                                if 
                                                they 
                                                judge 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                my 
                                                life, 
                                                so, 
                                                so 
                                                what?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Moved 
                                                out 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                blow 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Three 
                                                texts, 
                                                blow 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whole 
                                                fam 
                                                show 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                know 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bitch 
                                                boy, 
                                                quit 
                                                actin' 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gon' 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                wild 
                                                out, 
                                                you 
                                                keep 
                                                actin' 
                                                funny
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                my 
                                                folks 
                                                    I 
                                                ride, 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                that, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Music's 
                                                so 
                                                loud, 
                                                feel 
                                                stupid, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jacked 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                crib 
                                                with 
                                                computers, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                music, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                cribs 
                                                look 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                museum
 
                                    
                                
                                                Van 
                                                Nuys 
                                                and 
                                                Southside 
                                                was 
                                                ruthless, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bitch 
                                                boy, 
                                                quit 
                                                actin' 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gon' 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                wild 
                                                out, 
                                                you 
                                                keep 
                                                actin' 
                                                funny
 
                                    
                                
                                                Homie, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                know 
                                                me, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                me, 
                                                point 
                                                and 
                                                stare
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grow 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                year, 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                vision 
                                                hella 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                they 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                delicate, 
                                                growing 
                                                up, 
                                                I'm 
                                                barely 
                                                rich
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                stay 
                                                reminiscing 
                                                shit, 
                                                remind 
                                                me 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                early 
                                                shit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shit 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                was 
                                                on 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                felt 
                                                sunny
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shit 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                was 
                                                on 
                                                when 
                                                music 
                                                was 
                                                not 
                                                money
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bitch 
                                                boy, 
                                                quit 
                                                actin' 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gon' 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                wild 
                                                out, 
                                                you 
                                                keep 
                                                actin' 
                                                funny
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hello? 
                                                Hello
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yo, 
                                                Ian
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Take It Back
2 RZA
3 Gold Teeth
4 Big Pussy
5 All That
6 (Back From The) Road
7 Basement
8 Southside
9 Good Time
10 37th
11 Boyband
12 Any Way You Want Me
13 The Family
14 Prayer
15 My American Life
16 The Ending
17 Brockhampton
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