Represent That Side chords by Mr. Criminal
Intro 1
Em
Gaug
Em
Gaug
Em
Criminal steady,
Verse 1
coming with that smooth shit
Never dropping no bullshit,
semi -automatic
Cop back with a full clip, oh no,
here we, here we go again
Gaug
Smoking blunts by the box
and drinking bottles of gin
Em
I live by pleasure and sin,
equipped with knowledge to win
I'm givin' love to them socials,
from the streets to the pen
If you ain't feelin' me, dawg,
then hit that stop and eject
Gaug
I give respect to them youngsters,
Em
and them real ghetto bests
What's next?
I lyrically flex, collect checks
Till them fools makin' threats,
receive these fuckin' checks
Cause I've never been the type of fool
to settle for less
So why you smokin' that stress?
Gaug
I'm strictly publicly vested
Em
The West Coast is thick,
Southsiders wrote thick
Criminal is a lickin',
tiny winos is a click
So just in case you're on a trip,
then fool, be ready for war
Gaug
Cause ain't no stoppin', we ain't knockin',
fool, we kickin' the door
Em
We dippin', rollin', smokin' it up
Gaug
Southside, when we ridin',
Em
we throwin' it up
Roll with them straps off,
safety in, we ready to bust
Gaug
And let the other side know
there ain't no fuckin' with us
Em
I said we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up
Frustrations turn into confrontations
Fuckin' with us, and it's a must,
you know
Better believe that we ride
Gaug
So all the homies from the South
Em
represent that side time
to represent for the streets
213 -323 -310
All the lost down to the balance
S -G -B -S -F -E -O -C -I -E -S -D
and anyone that's from
the big one three
I'm packing pistol for dismissal
for I'm serving them heat
I never sag and floss a rag
that's as blue as the beat
Crews be dropping fake lines,
never practice what they preach
So to me this shit is deep,
thug until I'm deceased
And if these haters wanna trip,
then force war on the streets
Braids leaking, line of chalk,
then quickly cover with sheets
I'm capable of destruction,
my nine starts to function
Gaug
It's with my ram, brushing,
that's the deadliest rush
Em
A deadly com bination,
crews be hating,
mixed with frustration
Equals aggravation,
turn them into hospital patients
I get crucial like conflict,
grow a thud in conference,
Gaug
dressing blue southern conference,
south side of the sun
Em
We dippin', rollin', smokin' it up,
Gaug
south side when we ridin',
Em
we throwin' it up
Roll with them straps off safety
and we ready to bust
Gaug
And let the other side know
there ain't no fuckin' with us
Em
I said we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up,
frustrations turn into confrontations
Fuckin' with us, and it's a must,
you know, better believe that we ride
Gaug
So all the homies from the south
Em
represent that side
Second album, fourth track,
third verse of the script
Tight flows, bangin' beats,
lungs full of bomb
Gaug
Em
Wrist mine full of dope rhymes,
pocket full of fat dimes
Gaug
Slangin' CDs like some keys
in this Cali sunshine
Em
Keepin' gangsta creeds, khakis,
blue rags, ball domes
Hollow points, filled in clips,
rubber grips, and crones
It's hard to aim when you're stoned,
that's why we got it for real
Put that beam between your
Gaug
eyes
and mothafucka you're dead
Em
Guaranteed to make all the
enemies bleed
That's our number one goal,
we'll never fail to succeed
I put it down for the southriders,
know what that's about
Gaug
Concentrate on makin' it,
won't spit a heap from the mouth
Em
Fuck a busta for real,
gotta stay sucka free
Relay the gang with some knowledge,
show the Noah Capito
On the streets, fool, gotta be ready to ride
Gaug
This criminal broadcastin' live
directly from the south side
Em
So we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up
Southside when we ridin',
we throwin' it up
Roll with them straps off, stanky
and we ready to bust
Gaug
And let the other side know
there ain't no fuckin' with us
Em
I said we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up
Frustrations turn into confrontations,
fuckin' with us
And it's a must, you know,
better believe that we ride
So all the homies from the south
represent that side
So we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up
Southside when we ridin',
we throwin' it up
Roll with them straps off,
stanky and we ready to bust
Gaug
And let the other side know
there ain't no fuckin' with us
Em
I said we dippin', rollin',
smokin' it up
Frustrations turn into confrontations,
fuckin' with us
And it's a must, you know,
better believe that we ride
So all the homies from the South
represent that side
It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm a Southsider for life
Em
It's plain to see,
you can't change me
Em
Gaug
Cause I'm a Southsider for life,
motherfuckers
Southside
Represent That Side
Mr. Criminal
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