(feat. Fat Pat)



[talking]

Say-say-say P-A-T, come taste this right here

(maan), huh that's muddy baby Southside

What's up Pat, (know I'm saying) ha 2000 and 3

We still in here I see you Screw, peep this



[E.S.G.]

E.S.G. and P-A-T, doing it like a Screw reunion

We up before the sunrise, this paper we persuing

So tell me what you doing clown, you can't hold us down

Independent franchise, nationwide or underground

Smelling like a pound, spitting verbs and nouns

Before you score a touchdown, I'ma knock you out of bounds

17 rounds hold up now, watch me take your town over

Can they mess with Cedric Sosa, is Bobby Brown sober

Hell naw I'ma ball, like Donovan McNabb

Come down in H-Town, I'll show you how to ride slab

Southside mash, watch us come down

Everytime we pass, glass rolling round

Be about your cash, never slow down

Who is S.U.C., I bet they know now (tell em fool)

I came a long way from Grey Tapes, your boys been cowards

E.S.G., P-A-T Southside twin towers



[Hook x2]

Ring the alarm, the S.U.C.'s in the house

E.S.G. and P-A-T'll let you know, (it's bout the South)

So close your mouth, about to clown

(We coming down, down-down)



[Fat Pat]

It's the big pimp, called F-A to the T

Come to Houston Texas, if you wanna see me

Back in '93, niggaz use to diss me

Because I'm rolling faster see, with that C.B

But I popped up in 9-5, on my strive

7-Deuce Impalas, what nigga let me ride

Coming down slow, with my bubble lights on

Crawling down slow, when I'm riding on chrome

Chrome disc covers, what's up motherfuckers

I'm burning out the lot, and a nigga sliding rubber

Holding on my glock, and I'm ready to let it happen

Cause Fat Pat coming through, naw I ain't capping

Bout to let it rip, rolling mothership

We bout to take a flip, (Southside is the shit)

(what you doing Pat), I'm bending corners

It's the big pimp, blowing on marijuana (huh)



[Hook x2]



Southside, (watch us come down)

Do you love the Southside, (watch us come down)

It's bout the South, (watch us come down)

S-O-U-T-H-S-I-D-E, (watch us come down)



[E.S.G.]

Southside where I reside, I hold it up with pride

My 22's glide, fuck that fake Gucci inside

I prefer some buck hide, whenever the Boss ride

Me and Slim connected, I ain't forget about my side

Now the S is for the Southside, or the syrup we be sipping

The O is for them big fat, ounces we be flipping

I ain't tripping, the U's for undisputed underground

The T's for thinking thoed, last H hold it down

Now dog see you ain't tripping, E and Pat just great

This album hit the sto' I'ma make sho, his son get his check

And I won't lose respect, for nobody down with me

2000 and 3, come down with Pat and E.S.G. let's ride



[Hook x3]



Man I wrecked that