the get back (southside in the house)

Singer:banks, lloyd

it's that coke nigga. that raw and uncut cut nigga. yeah. it's a two g thing. southside in the houseee. grimey nigga on deck

more sex

more money

more sket

we on it nigga

what i'm gon' buy next

more lane cars

white diamonds on my neck

take it you want it nigga. keep playin' 'round with the team i bet what goes around come and get ya

you won't live to play another nigga

stupid

my heart don't pump a soft drop

nigga run up on me wrong a nigga gon' get popped

yeah

we throwin' money in the air

for niggaz that ain't here

more power more fear

yeah

we fully loaded everywhere

no pressure

no worries

no cares. pink champagne and blood spill as i count my next mill

frauds ballin' out with counterfeits i counter that with real

d-o-double l-a-r

s class chrome wheel

why you liffin' up your heel

fancy tire

smoke peel

half of what you hear is real the other half just how they feel

how the fuck a nigga know the street and hardly play the field

they sorry baby i don't need a army just the steel

teal lambo peel

sweep your barbie off her tail

i'm shinin' in near a town near you

y'nah how i do

in a fourteen hundred dollar shoe

powder blue

i am great

how are you

g unit guerilla flow straight outta the zoo ain't no way outta the crew

it's darker on the other side and death around the corner

ain't a single soul exempt

keep my vest on with my sonar

louie v bajama

burn all kinds of marijuana

life's a big bitch your honor can i deal with my own karma

keep playin' 'round with the team i bet what goes around come and get ya

you won't live to play another nigga

stupid

my heart don't pump a soft drop

nigga run up on me wrong a nigga gon' get popped

yeah

we throwin' money in the air

for them niggaz that ain't here

more power more fear

yeah

we fully loaded everywhere

no pressure

no worries

no cares. life is what you make it

make your money quiet

i don't diet

i just eat

get head and fall asleep

different path same street

pillows and buried niggaz

niggaz pop kiss then speak

bitches line 'em up sweet

chickens call me cool

my niggaz call me collect

i call it how i see it the notorious threat

nigga i'm lappin'

niggaz joggin'

while you bloggin'

two million dollar home and you been late on your apartment

your rent i'm sparkin'

moe' pissin'

dirty nigga

call me mr. make the numbers match"