(feat. Mr. 3-2) [talking:] B.M.G. (B.M.G.), I got love for the Southside This your boy, Billy Cook Superstar [Hook:] I represent, the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide Put your hood up, for the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide Don't you know, I'm from the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide I got love, for the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide hey [Billy Cook:] From Scott, Cullen to Sunnyside and MLK From Belevdere Southridge, all the way to the Tre I got love for the Southside, you know what that do We roll on swangers creep the Boulo', and we bang our Screw We Southside and body rock, peep that Texas slang Like it go down it go hard, you gotta feel us mayn We bleed blocks and drop tops, in the ghetto my hood Big body floating on candy, propped up looking good We swang wide hog the lane, down South we do our thang Shine bright like the sun, and let our chains hang H-Town, B.M.G. 1-9-6-5 Billy Cook Superstar, and we all the way live [Hook] [Mr. 3-2:] I rep's for the South, know what I'm talking bout Swangers on candy cars, you can always pull a bop In the drop looking good, we ain't broke no mo' Legend in the hood, get these mo'fuckers do' I came up from nothing, just grinding on the block Now my name in your mouth, and S.U.C. hot Body rocking on stage, making major cash Mr. 3-2, keeping heat in the stash We gon mash different cities, and new broads to break Sipping on a eight, everything looking straight Who's hate a real G, cause I rep my side Throw it up in they face, to the day I die High side new cars, staying in big homes Steady pulling stunts, cause a nigga full grown Move on with the plex, 'fore I square you off Repping from day one, yeah the Dirty-Dirty South [Hook] [Billy Cook:] Listen up listen close, this is how the South was won DJ Screw set the pace, now we call it Screwston Now we mob up the MLK, on a Sunday Show em how we turn three lanes, into a one way Fill up the parking lot, man that's how the boppers bop Floss mode G code, nigga what you talking bout Candy cars white cups, sipping bar real slow Hanging with that Bar Baby, Big Moe my kin folk Niggaz been together, what they say about H-Town When niggaz start plexing, we'll shut this bitch down Got love for the ATX, that's my home And it's still Midway, nigga rep where you're from [Hook x2] [Billy Cook:] Number one, phenomenon under the sun Respect that, yeeeeah oooh yeeeah uh-huh [talking:] That's right, yeah I said it your boy Billy Cook Superstar, doing my thang Niggaz done messed up, and let me Rep B.M.G. 1-9-6-5, that's Battiste Music Group 1965 They don't know, that they just done They done unleashed, a wild beast a lion up in there That pulling rabbits out the hat, all way from ATX That's Atlanta Texas, for those who don't know holla back
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Mr. 3-2) [talking:] B.M.G. (B.M.G.), I got love for the Southside This your boy, Billy Cook Superstar [Hook:] I represent, the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide Put your hood up, for the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide Don't you know, I'm from the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide I got love, for the Southside Southside, Southsiiiiide hey [Billy Cook:] From Scott, Cullen to Sunnyside and MLK From Belevdere Southridge, all the way to the Tre I got love for the Southside, you know what that do We roll on swangers creep the Boulo', and we bang our Screw We Southside and body rock, peep that Texas slang Like it go down it go hard, you gotta feel us mayn We bleed blocks and drop tops, in the ghetto my hood Big body floating on candy, propped up looking good We swang wide hog the lane, down South we do our thang Shine bright like the sun, and let our chains hang H-Town, B.M.G. 1-9-6-5 Billy Cook Superstar, and we all the way live [Hook] [Mr. 3-2:] I rep's for the South, know what I'm talking bout Swangers on candy cars, you can always pull a bop In the drop looking good, we ain't broke no mo' Legend in the hood, get these mo'fuckers do' I came up from nothing, just grinding on the block Now my name in your mouth, and S.U.C. hot Body rocking on stage, making major cash Mr. 3-2, keeping heat in the stash We gon mash different cities, and new broads to break Sipping on a eight, everything looking straight Who's hate a real G, cause I rep my side Throw it up in they face, to the day I die High side new cars, staying in big homes Steady pulling stunts, cause a nigga full grown Move on with the plex, 'fore I square you off Repping from day one, yeah the Dirty-Dirty South [Hook] [Billy Cook:] Listen up listen close, this is how the South was won DJ Screw set the pace, now we call it Screwston Now we mob up the MLK, on a Sunday Show em how we turn three lanes, into a one way Fill up the parking lot, man that's how the boppers bop Floss mode G code, nigga what you talking bout Candy cars white cups, sipping bar real slow Hanging with that Bar Baby, Big Moe my kin folk Niggaz been together, what they say about H-Town When niggaz start plexing, we'll shut this bitch down Got love for the ATX, that's my home And it's still Midway, nigga rep where you're from [Hook x2] [Billy Cook:] Number one, phenomenon under the sun Respect that, yeeeeah oooh yeeeah uh-huh [talking:] That's right, yeah I said it your boy Billy Cook Superstar, doing my thang Niggaz done messed up, and let me Rep B.M.G. 1-9-6-5, that's Battiste Music Group 1965 They don't know, that they just done They done unleashed, a wild beast a lion up in there That pulling rabbits out the hat, all way from ATX That's Atlanta Texas, for those who don't know holla back
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