Southside Thang (feat. Paul Wall and Fat Pat) Lyrics & Tabs by Chingo Bling
Southside Thang (feat. Paul Wall and Fat Pat)
guitar chords lyrics
We in your door, culero
And my nuts gon' hang
Chorus: Carnival Beats
"Be all in your door cause it's a southside thang
I'm rollin' down in my Lincoln
My nuts gon' hang, I be all
Be all in your door cause it's a southside thang
I'm rollin' down in my Lincoln
My nuts gon' hang, I be all" --] Fat Pat
Southeast in Grandeau
Where them boys don't run
I done swang, I done swung, H-town's where I'm from
Pack big chrome dummy
That bobblehead mixtape, ringtone money
Grandeau to Pasadena, Grease Point
Pack big chrome dummy
That bobblehead mixtape, ringtone money
Grandeau to Pasadena, Grease Point
Yeah, these Mexicans gettin' paid, comin' down in Escalade, we ball
Still repin' Monterey
Valle Hermoso, Taumaulipas, that's where all my peoples stay (Mexico)
When I hit the script
I see some chicks that I used to hit
Tattoo of a panther, I smashed her
Top-drop dancer, fine ho romancer
She ain't talkin' about no money, then
We heard what you said
You just mad cause we hoggin' all the bread, this shit ain't dead
Down here, these boys wreckin' microphones, we abuse it
Hip hop records, this is Country Wreck
Take the mind of Russell Simmons, controversy of E!
Mix it up with Master P, now you purchasin' me
Who that is, Chingo Blingo, oooh, that the boy out the south
Got the red, white and green bling-bling in his mouth
Like Slim, he do gloss on everything that he floss
And I know the FEDS love to take
22-inch' spin 'em, choppin' boards like a blender
Ho-getter, super dope flow spitter
Throw a MySpace party at Toyota Center
All my Mexicans in the pen, gettin' swole
If they gave y'all parole, I go
Cause the Southside holdin'
They Can't Deport Us All
That's the motherfuckin' slogan
I'm a rep it real hard
And put it on the Billboard
Green paper, brown face is what I'm in it for
I'm in this Lone Star State of Texas, what it do
Representin' 713 all that way to that 512
409, I'm tippin' down
Wavin' hood, all through the hood, I'm grippin' wood and blowin' pine
H-Town, the funky town, (?) home, the stop six
5-9 down to the valley, that's screwtape, all in the mix
Stayin' licks and tintin' fours, I'm flippin' vogues, I'm sittin swole'
Sittin' Sidewayz on that butter
Come in down my slab, ho
Screens on and neons lit
Grillin' women and frolicin'
I'm must admit, that I'm the shit
Cadillac is what I flip
Texas tea is what I sip
Expensive Taste all on my lip
Breakin' 'em off, I'm ridin' dirty, I'm chunkin' deuce with the Lil' Keke
Paul Wall and Chingo Bling, slammin' trunks like Jailgreen
Swisha House, yeah, that's my team
Jolly dang, it's why I bling
Throwed in the game, if you know what I mean
I start to ching, this reign supreme
