C Note

C Note - Intro (Live) lyrics

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[talking]

The Southside, where you at

Feel like I had to wreck something

Hold up, Chi-Town, H-Town

It's going down

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I'm a Southside rider, with a S on my chest

Twenty inch wheel guider, putting haters to rest

I'm bout to get this shit started, Big Shots

Bleed the block cock the glock, we all black hearted

It's C-Note, I represent the Sizzouth

I'm bout to put this HK, in your motherfucking mizzouth

I bizall, I'm talking bout the green

If I ain't smoking on the cousin, I'm po'ing up the lean

Acting bad on the scene, it's been a long time

I guess I have to pop this nigga, jealous of my shine

Southside, you know that I'm repping that

Got em hooked like nicotine, in the cigarettes

Gotta fill my pinky rings, with them stone baguettes

Got a ki, for every letter in the alphabet

Distribute it to the East and the Westside

But you better wear your vest, on the Southside

[Hook]

We living real good, on the Southside

We represent the hood, on the Southside

You know we gripping wood, on the Southside

Sometimes it ain't all good, on the Southside

We living real live, on the Southside

Still trying to stay alive, on the Southside

You know we swing wide, on the Southside

Still trying to survive, on the Southside

[C-Note]

It's your block, but my streets

And every nigga that I fuck with, is on feet

You done drove down, the wrong street

You done stepped on the wrong feet, these niggaz ain't weak

I represent the Clover, tatted on my arm

And my other arm, Third Coast Born

Hillwood, South Acres we keep it tight

Cloverland, Dead End, Kennedy Heights

Man them boys in the hood, man they don't care

Say what's up to that 2, off in Westy Square

South One, Yellow Stone, 34th Ward

We be swanging lane to lane, in the foreign cars

Ask them niggaz what they know, about them Texas boys

Southwest, Hiram-Clarke and that South Park

These be the streets, of Houston Texas

And if a nigga disrespect, then we snapping niggaz necks

[Hook]

[C-Note]

Louisiana, Oklahoma

Man them boys down South, down to run up on ya

South Carolina, down in ATL

See them ballas turning corners, on them sprewells

What's up to Mississippi, and that New Orleans

Every year Bayou Classic, we be on the scene

Shouts out to Tennessee, man it don't stop

Wrecking shows down in Pine Bluff, and Little Rock

Lafayette, and that Florida mayn

Tell them boys we be rolling, in them foreigners mayn

Dallas Texas, and that Pensacola

Networking on my two way, Motorolla

I'm about to put my hand, on a half-a-mill

Gotta come up like my niggaz, up in Cashville

Austin Texas, San Anton'

Shouts out to them boys, down in Acres Home

[Hook]

[talking]

Uh worldwide Southside, street fame

We up in this bitch, know I'm talking bout

Sky players, all my niggaz on the streets

You know I'm saying, the whole 3rd Coast

Texas baby, H-Town, go down baby, what

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