(feat. Chris Ward, H.A.W.K.)


[H.A.W.K]

Dirty Southside, got your mouth wide open

Peeping and scoping, the way we sip syrup and smoking

From Texas to Oakland, we transporting dope and

If we you think we joking, we leave your hearts broken

I bury a stone, in these H-Town streets

I did mines technique, and now I rap to eat

Nigga ain't shit sweet, bout the Southside killas

Untamed guerillas, executing for the scrilla

Thugs and drug dealers, we get it how we live

We gather our sives, and ain't got shit to give

Please lend me your ears, and focus your eyes

On this plan I divide, the cakes and pies

This a word from the wise, platinum can and strategize

Super size your fries, and O's each for the scatter

True soldier never dies, a real thug never cry

Big H.A.W.K and Trae, are made niggaz on the rise


[Trae]

You better believe that, I got behind effect everyday of my life

This is the home of the shife, thugs and killas caught up in the street life

Trying to get paid from Tennessee, from living as a ghetto star

And these boppers be steady scheming, trying to pull up in a foreign car

Living that fast life, and you only wanna see that lime light

But the fast life ain't the good life, so nigga get your mind right

Cause money bring a nigga stress, making your kin folk wanna plex

So you restless and reckless, and 24-7 you strapped with a vest

You feel me mayn


[Chorus]

Dirty Southside

In your time of need, you won't

Dirty Southside

Can't tell your friends, from your foes

Dirty Southside

Just can't trust, these dirty hoes

Dirty Southside

Where niggaz die for the love, of dough


[Trae]

I be reckless in Texas, and I ain't taking no loss

Trying to play with my dough, and you gon get bumped off

You gon wind up missing if you keep fucking with me, you'll see

And while the game is shady, you see these fellas stay the same

So you better be careful, when you speak my name

Its more than the cash, and its deeper than the flame with me, ooh wee


[Dougie D]

Welcome down to the Dirty, the Dirty Southside

Where niggaz bubble and grind, and hustle they hardest to shine

And some die for the dough, never put your trust in a hoe

And all the distractions in the mist of your money, just let that go

Best believe its fa sho, niggaz so tired of being broke

Thinking up in the game, I came here to make my money grow

I just stood on the blocks, living and keeping and shit hot

Cocking my glock, watching for people trying to knock

Ain't nobody gon do it, like them boys in the Dirty do it

Living up to the name, Dougie D running right on through it

I'ma keep it on fire, off of the chain off of the wire

Till time has expired, fucking it up till I retire, on da


[Chorus]


[Chris Ward]

I'm from the Southside, where its dirty as hell

Where niggaz got pints of drank, and birdies for sale

Right when you think we fall off, that's when we prevail

Y'all still talking down, fuck it oh well

You can say what you wanna say, and do what you wanna do

Mad cause we number one, and y'all ain't even much number two

I wonder what's gon be the topic, when you see me coming through

Screens lit, greens lit, in a new BMW

That's where the topic changes, to uh who's who

Everybody know I'm Chris Ward playa, but who is you

And what's so funny, not only these niggaz these butches hate me

Mad cause they can't date me, make me or break me

I got street smarts, that's why I use my muscle and mind

Even though I rap, I still hustle and grind

Right quick I get a white brick, cold I'm busting it down

Cause on the Southside, its a must that we shine nigga


[Chorus x2]