In the south side of prov
You can get wacked
I dont even need a couple stacks
Beef could be petty of wack
But as long as i got me a starp and a couple niggas who i think got my back
In the south side of prov
You can get some pussy
If you got a little cake
And yo bitch in the state
It dont matter if you real or you fake
If you move a little weight and you eatin
Then she can get a plate
In the south side of prov
All these niggas want strips
All these niggas tokin pipes
All these hoes turnin dyke
And non of these niggas wana fight
So they all gettin life
In the south side of prov
All these young niggas dead
All these niggas goin fed
And alot hold fuckup for the bread
And you can be in jail
Just because of what your homeboy said
In the south side of prov
All my niggas gonna snap
All my niggas toke straps
All my niggas gone trap
And they dont know that
Cause we the smallest state on the map
In the south side of prov
You can grow up with a nigga
Daycare sippy cup with a nigga
And you get into a fight with a nigga
Now you wanna take the life of a nigga
With the knife of a trigga
In the south side of prov
All these niggas so real
All these niggas gonn drill
Soon as a nigga get killed
The one that you thought was real
Is the one who took a deal
In the south side of prov
Everyday i pray for my son
Cause daddy gotta stay with a gun
Daddy aint out here for fun
Daddy tryin to move fuckin tons
Yeah im tryin to get it done
In the south side of prov
You can get racks
(?)
Dont really matter where you at
Long as you grime'n and stack
But i pull a little product then whip it back
In the south side of prov
So many niggas so fake
So many niggas gonn hate
They dont wanna see you make it
So you really gotta hoodie up and take it
In the south side of prov
Big gun
No fun up all night
In the kitchen and im whipen hard white
And i whip it till its
(?)
Im just tryin to see the next day
Its crazy how yall used to go to school together
Now yall splitd up when you see eachother
Yall be bout whatever
She like his momma on the phone
Witch yo momma
Cause yo friend put her son
On a fuckin tshirt
(?)
So when i hear bout shooting
I hope that it aint mine niggas
In the south side of prov
All these niggas sellin dope
And we havin big drops from the coke
Niggas dont know good smoke
All these niggas playin rich
Really be mothafuckin broke
In the south side of prov
Hoes dont wanna go far
Hoes cant buy you a car
Hoe dont even got a car but she suck dick
To roll with a star
(?)
In the south side of prov
You can get wacked
I dont even need a couple stacks
Beef could be petty of wack
But as long as i got me a starp and a couple niggas who i think got my back
In the south side of prov
You can get some pussy
If you got a little cake
And yo bitch in the state
It dont matter if you real or you fake
If you move a little weight and you eatin
Then she can get a plate
In the south side of prov
All these niggas want strips
All these niggas tokin pipes
All these hoes turnin dyke
And non of these niggas wana fight
So they all gettin life
In the south side of prov
All these young niggas dead
All these niggas goin fed
And alot hold fuckup for the bread
And you can be in jail
Just because of what your homeboy said
In the south side of prov
M.w.w.
South side of prov
By: j-duce