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(talking)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One time
(Chorus)
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the
team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
(Chorus)
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I know been corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas stand and divided they fall
Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
(Chorus)
Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally
Rodney Bump and Chick, shit
A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I
know
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin
diners
Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
(Hablando)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, lo que y'all niggas saber sobre el sur sucio?
Una vez
(Estribillo)
Señor, perdóname, porque he pecado
Una y otra vez, sólo para mantenerse en la cima
Recuerdo recuerdos, llenos de pecado
Una y otra vez, y otra vez
Yo, cuando oigo hablar de la parte sur, se escucha hablar de la
equipo
Ver los niggas temían Príncipe y Prim respetado "
Para todos los muthafuckas lentos que soy un Iller descomponerlo
Ver Preme era un hombre de negocios y el Príncipe era el asesino
Recuerde, él utiliza para empujar el BM prueba de balas, eh eh
Esto aquí conseguir ya mareado, me senté y miré la mierda
El rollo con Easy Rider y no se embota se
Si los proyectos integrales workin por cincuenta de cinco hasta cien
En su juventud, lo único que hacía era vender crack
Yo solía idolatrar a gato
Me duele en mi corazón para escuchar que nigga denuncié a Pat
cómo salir de esa manera?
Los rumores en el capó era? fue Snitchin
No se cree que, pa, él me ayudó a mi primera Conferencia de las Partes GSX-R
Tenía el cuatro finalista, el Z, el 5 y el 3
Se utiliza para conducir su camión a través de los esquís campana Draggin jet
De Gerald Wallace al bebé sabio, no se sorprendió
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Eminem
Ghetto Quran
Ghetto Quran
(talking)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One time
(Chorus)
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the
team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
(Chorus)
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I know been corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas stand and divided they fall
Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
(Chorus)
Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally
Rodney Bump and Chick, shit
A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I
know
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin
diners
Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
Eminem
Ghetto Corán
Ghetto Corán
(Hablando)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, lo que y'all niggas saber sobre el sur sucio?
Una vez
(Estribillo)
Señor, perdóname, porque he pecado
Una y otra vez, sólo para mantenerse en la cima
Recuerdo recuerdos, llenos de pecado
Una y otra vez, y otra vez
Yo, cuando oigo hablar de la parte sur, se escucha hablar de la
equipo
Ver los niggas temían Príncipe y Prim respetado "
Para todos los muthafuckas lentos que soy un Iller descomponerlo
Ver Preme era un hombre de negocios y el Príncipe era el asesino
Recuerde, él utiliza para empujar el BM prueba de balas, eh eh
Esto aquí conseguir ya mareado, me senté y miré la mierda
El rollo con Easy Rider y no se embota se
Si los proyectos integrales workin por cincuenta de cinco hasta cien
En su juventud, lo único que hacía era vender crack
Yo solía idolatrar a gato
Me duele en mi corazón para escuchar que nigga denuncié a Pat
cómo salir de esa manera?
Los rumores en el capó era? fue Snitchin
No se cree que, pa, él me ayudó a mi primera Conferencia de las Partes GSX-R
Tenía el cuatro finalista, el Z, el 5 y el 3
Se utiliza para conducir su camión a través de los esquís campana Draggin jet
De Gerald Wallace al bebé sabio, no se sorprendió
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
