[Hook]
Too many lame n*ggas tryin' take my life
Too many rat b*tches tryin' be my wife
South Fair Fair, where this white earn my stripes
But I'm still the same n*gga from the 2outh2id3
b*tch I'm still the same n*gga from the 2outh2id3
b*tch I'm still the same n*gga that was outside
b*tch I'm still 2-2-3 till a n*gga die
And it's still rest in peaCe to all my n*ggas die
[Verse]:
If you ain't from my side of town then you don't go there
'Nother dead body 'nother homi' with a Coke trail
We don't f*ck with other n*ggas
It don't go well
2outh2ide3 n*gga but I'm living outta hotels
What up Blood
What up Cuh
What up Gangsta
[???]my lil brother and he still gangbanging
Keep me outta trouble Cause I know these n*ggas hatin'
If you don't rock with us then motherf*ck what you Claimin'
Cousin still Cripin' turn them in summers into winters
Went from robbin to hibaChi dinners
Cobra's and sprinter's
Drop a [???] in the blender
Whip a benz up in the kitChen
Lotta pounds lotta [???]
Lotta swipin' with no [???]
[Hook]
Too many lame n*ggas tryin' take my life
Too many rat b*tches tryin' be my wife
South Fair Fair, where this white earn my stripes
But I'm still the same n*gga from the 2outh2id3
b*tch I'm still the same n*gga from the 2outh2id3
b*tch I'm still the same n*gga that was outside
b*tch I'm still 2-2-3 till a n*gga die
And it's still rest in peace to all my n*ggas die
[Verse 2]
Moved out the City but i swear i ain't forget sh*t
Fly around the world still true to Crip sh*t
16 whippin' on the benz with the b*tches
In the club startin' up a riot with my n*ggas
Every n*gga live with they granny thats the kinfolk
Ridin' throwin H-Johnson's out the window
South Phil with my fikes