Classic love story true to his western tx roots. One of my favorites as a story, but I think there are alot of songs that are amazing not even listed on this site. I guess I should figure out how to add them, because I have about 8 REK cd's.
(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 Preme
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
Heart 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
(Chorus)
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 Preme
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
Heart 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
(Chorus)
Lyrics submitted by BeAmEr786
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Wow. "i rule all". you are a stupid mexican american girl. Ghetto - A section of a city occupied by a minority group who live there especially because of social, economic, or legal pressure. LOOK IT UP IN THE DICTIONARY STUPID BITCH.
Also, rap isnt what you think. You probably think that rap is all about sex, drugs, violence... etc.
"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"
It explains itself, but just in case your a dumb shit, he raps becauseits the only way he knows how to express him self; just like alot of other rappers. Also, because its his only way out of the ghetto.. hence, "If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail."
So yeah, i just had to say shit like that cause im sick of dumb ass people comin on here, lookin up rap songs, and then raggin on em... What, is your life that lame? I mean c'mon.
Yea i put my 2 cents in... peace out bitches.
oh yea, one more thing... how bout before you call someone illiterate, you learn how to spell the damn word. fuckin dumb ass bitch.
i dont see why 50 would snitch on himself, and there is no formal evidance that PROVES that 50 Cent is infact a snitch.
alright, im not going to be nice, klunge is a fuckin dumbbitch for that dick headed comment and i find it prejiduce. would it have been better if he said Bible? but than it refer to the book of another religion. it is a metaphore. ass.
I was the first to say it years ago as juanasmoke.
This song 50 snitches on all the big time crack dealers and just breaks down how it was in the 80's-early 90's growing up in Queens.
When you hear talk of the Southside(Southside Jamaica, Queens) you hear talk of the team(Supreme Team). Supreme Team was a huge crack operation based in Queens and went throughout the city.
See niggas feared Prince(Supreme's cousin Gerald Miller) but respected Preme(Supreme Mcgriff). See Preme was the business man and Prince was the killer.
Whoever wrote these lyrics messed up the one line bad. "They roll with easy-widers and they ain't get blunted" is how it should be.
I used to idolize Cat (Lorenzo "Fat Cat" Nichols, associate and powder cocaine supplier to the "Supreme Team), hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat. How he go out like that?
Even though 50 didn't mention that much it was enough to get charges against Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff and other members of the Supreme Team. But, 50 wasn't actually the first to "dry" snitch like this on a track though about Supreme Team though 50's was the one to get the attention of everyone.
On fellow Queens rapper Nas song "Memory Lane" on the Illmatic album he says "I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats They spoke of Fat Cat, that nigga's name made bell rings, black Some fiends scream, about Supreme Team, a Jamaica Queens thing Uptown was Alpo, son, heard he was kingpin, yo"
Alpo refers to Alberto Martinez who is a notorious drug kingpin with best friend Rich Porter and Azie Faison, which was the basis of the movie "Paid in Full"
That about sums it for you. Southside Jamaica
hey calm down babes. its just a comment board. i dont really like rap at all but this track is pretty well written. 50 is the tallest guy ever to have small man symdrome, in my humble opinion. wonder if he comes on this site to see wat people say bout his songs.
50's a snitch...snitched out the supreme team on this track. Premes conviction just actually came in...its a good song but he snitches out bigtime crack kingpins in queens....fuck crackdealers anyway tho.
if the flow dont kill you, the mac will
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Loek Dawg is right, its a metaphor. He doesn't at all pay out the quran as it is for muslims. he is saying it is like the rules and stories for the street. 50 isnt snitching on himself. he's talkign about kenneth mcgriff, bigtime drig traficker that was allegedly involved murder inc. ja rulle and irv gotti. this song is said to be one of the main reasons that led to him being shot. murder inc saw this as snitching on them/.