Testi musica canzoni

(And meanwhile, on the Southside of town...)[Chorus:]Now when you're rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood, what do you see?(I see some muthafuckin' G's)Now when you're rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood, tell me what you see?(Some muthafuckin' G's)[verse 1]Roamin' in my muthafuckin' hood and thangsSeems to me my mutherfuckin' hood done changedCause niggas used to kick it with the rival gangsBut now we gots to deal with them survival thangs.45 in my lap when I'm on the creepNiggas livin' shife, so I roll one deepCause now they see me flippin' in the 1-9-9-4C.S.I. nigga, black 850And now they lookin' at me crazyBut off-brand niggas can suck a dick because they can't fade meAnd if it came down to the gun, blackI never cracked up on the pressure, cause I was trained for combatSo get yo' muthafuckin' boys togetherI represent S.A., nigga, and we makin' noise foreverAnd gettin' paid at the same timeSo you respect a muthafucka when a muthafucka claim mineCause if you disrespect, you ass outAnd they we rolling through yo' shit in the glasshouseActin' bad with the flashers onMakin' niggas get they asses onCause ain't no mutherfuckin' love for foolsWho come around this muthafucka trying to scrub, you foolsIt ain't no haps on it, hopsWe snaps on the copsAnd straps on the glocksAnd take the law into our own handsCause you ain't fucking with a rookin, nigga, you fucking with a grown manAnd we gon' show you what we mean by funkMuthafucka, you ain't see my trunkI got a (SK) and a (AK)And a (12 gauge) that'll fuck a nigga whole daySo recognize a real nigga from the streetsWhen you rolling through yo' mutherfuckin' hood, what do you see? [Chorus...][verse 2]Hollerin at my homie at the swisher houseScope a 40 bag and we hit the spotPut my shit in park and got up under the treePull the swishers out and gave the ganja to 3Rapped us up a fattie and we started to smokeEyes gettin' red cause we higher than cokeA nigga chillin' cause it's all goodAnd we ain't trippin' on the bullshit, nigga, because we all hoodBut other niggas don't wanna see it that wayBut all I got to say is: you don't wanna see that S.A.Because we're all upon a missionKillin don't make us no differentAnd dyin don't make it no differentCause I done been to mo' wakes in this past yearThan the muthafuckin Bingos lost last yearSo ain't no muthafuckin' thang for meTo kill a nigga who ain't fuckin' with the gang with me[Chorus...][verse 3]Formaldehyde smokin, niggas gettin' loc'ed andReady to pull your coat and leave your stomach openScoping, hoping for you to fuck up and slipSo we can have a reason for fuckin' up your shit(It ain't no muthafuckin' peace when they see me)Cause we never had a muthafuckin' peace treatySo I know I got to get em with gameAnd when I hit em with the game I gotta hit em with this damn thangCause it's kill or be killed, never cut slackAnd if you cut slack, they bust back, fuck thatI never give a second chance to pull the first gunCause if they bust one time, that be the worst oneAnd that's the one that can close the shopSo you gotta stand and hold the glockCause in my muthafuckin' hood, that's how it beBut when you're rollin' through your muthafucking hood, what do YOU see?[Chorus...]more