Lloyd Banks - Southside Story lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - Southside Story lyrics

Yeh Yeh Yeh I done learned from mistakes like who N' Who Like who Who gon hold they own, who Who gon change glocks [Chorus x2] In the street of new york you can n***as'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty Loyalty comes free and smokin You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] When I was 10 years old I seen a n***a take 3 in the head Probably around the same time you use to pee in the bed I The smell of burnt tires peelin after leavin him lead The k**er fled with a f**in laugh My heart pumpin on blast I just stare at him slumped in the gra** Arms movin, fingers shakin, spittin up blood DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug Their I stood stiffer than wood it Now he My air bring this sh** up n Damn I wasn That It could have been the aimin for me, maybe he circled around the block I turned around and my pops, he like This n***a rolled up and just started clappin [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] It was a regular day in southside, sprinklers n And all of a sudden heads turnin This n***a named, I forgot, f** it he lived around the block Regular getting Walk across the park stuntin Diamonds in his ears, diamond watch on, eatin a bag of popcorn Walked up behind a shorty and grabbin She pushed him away So he threw the bag in her face She felt disrespected , shorty couldn Called him a p**y told him she But he ain Stayed in the park, with no n***as with him and no nine And then in no time an older n***a from behind Swung a baseball bat Left his face all crack Told him to take all that Hit him again popped his chain with a frown And left the clown with a stain on the ground [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Now all my days go by blowin that sicky icky California made me picky Chickenheads tryin If we, roll up quickly, stick me, some was tipsy The location don I If looks can k**, I But I don For the kids who ain Cousin I lost, lookd over the steerin wheel [Chorus x2]