South Side Smoke Shop Intro

[Talking]
Southside (Southside), what you know about it 
We cop bricks (cop brick) 
Whip it hard, trying to get some extra O's up out it (yeeah) 
It's Flip Gates, (and who else) Z-Ro 
The Freestyle King, King of the Ghetto 
We packing that metal, buck-buck-buck 
  
[Lil' Flip] 
Now you can catch me on MLK, leaving the Tre 
Or you can catch me chopping blades, my paint blue over grey 
I drunk a deuce today, I still abuse the hay 
I still consider Screw, as the number one DJ 
Shout out to Belfort and Scott, shout out to Mo City too 
I got a blue cream soda, Ro you know how we do 
We got the haters confused, cause of the way that we move 
Ask about me, I was the flyest in high school 
That's what the fans say, they know we from the South 
You can take the diamonds out my mouth, and go buy you a house 
What you know bout X-Band, what you know bout Ganksta Nip 
What you know bout K-Rino, Z-Ro, Mike D and Lil' Flip 
What you know bout Timmy Chan's, what you know bout Cloverland 
What you know bout Scoopastar from A.P.T., yup that's my man 
What you know bout Big H.A.W.K., my partna legendary 
We laid back, but we'll put you in the cemetary 
  
[Hook] 
Southside, you know I represent it everyday 
Rolling on 4's, ain't no love for you hoes 
Southside, you know we only rolling blue over grey 
We on a mash for the cash, we on a mash for the cash 
  
[Z-Ro] 
Houston Texas I represent, homie we all about dollas and cents 
We own property we don't rent, every car we drive got limosine tint 
Either candy blue or candy red, everytime I hit the parking lot I turn heads 
King of the Ghetto yeah that's my name, I just want the fortune you can keep the fame 
I got twenty inch swangers on my ride, a styrofoam cup what's inside 
Two to twenty if I'm caught with it, so I go up and down as I talk digits 
Can't see this pistol in my britches, cause I know how to walk with it 
I'm not greedy either, so if I'm about to get money we can all get it 
I got love for the Northside, and it loves me back 
I got people in Trinity Garden and 4th Ward, that'll hit your ass up with the gat 
H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S 
From Federal road to Fondren, we only smoke on the best 
I got a year worth of your salary, hanging around my neck 
I think I made it to the money, cause my picture is on all my checks 
Wednesday night we at the Roxy, Sunday night at ABN 
It's going down on the Dub, hoes mad cause they can't get in on the 
  
[Hook] 
  
[Lil' Flip] 
Man I love my side, let me puff my la 
Let me flip my pie, so I can pimp my ride 
I'm a legend he a legend, but we both still young 
It's after 7 what's up Devin, we moving blow like George Jung 
Man the South is where we from, but we got love for the North 
I'm blowing dosha out my mouth, 4-85 is what it cost 
I'm a boss he a boss, homie this a new day 
Ro call Big Bub, tell him I need a Screw tape 
  
[Z-Ro] 
We got Screw that's true love, that Robert Earl Davis kind 
So I'll never put money in my pocket, if it's not mine 
Every dime every nickel every penny, I'ma put in work for it 
Cause ain't nothing in life for free, you pay money but I'ma spit a verse for it 
I'm a buisness baby, Z-Ro Incorporated ya dig 
What I'm doing now, gon' cover my great great great great grandkids 
Flip the closest thang to a brother I got, he trying to get to the bread 
What up Gulfbank and Homestead, but I represent the 
  
[Hook - 2x]