Streeters

What it is you bang, homie?

What it is you claim, huh?

Better rep your shit right

Better know your place, huh

Better not be talkin' tough

Better catch that fade, huh

Where I come from, I see ‘em dying every day

From a youngin' I was taught to hustle

I love my hood, I learned the game, and I survived the struggle

Hell yeah, we gon' ride in this bitch, homicide in this bitch

Send a message through her DM, spend some time with your bitch

See the shine on the wrist, better grind till you rich

I'm on Rodeo Drive, eatin' lobster with my clique

I'm just a ghetto boy, ready when the trouble comes

In Balenciaga, 'bout to fuck the summer up

I'm the next runner up, 'bout to go and double up

I gave her Louis Vuittons, fuck it, I say run it up

I used to mob around my bike, handlebars

Gang territories how you get these battle scars

Don't get it twisted though, Southside, we handle ours

Free my streeters and all my dawgs behind the bars

South X-V-3, pushin' it till I D-I-E

Better stop frontin', talkin' on me

To the youngsters and all the OG's, yeah

What it is you bang, homie?

What it is you claim, huh?

Better rep your shit right

Better know your place, huh

Better not be talkin' tough

Better catch that fade, huh

Where I come from, I see ‘em dying every day

Eighteen dangerous, not too many wanna bang with us

Located in Los Angeles, we always been notorious

Not too many wanna aim at us, we love to bust

You suckas be ramblin', scramblin'

Put your homies in a ambulance with violence

I been chillin', just tryna win

Lots of weed, it's my oxygen

On the block with no common sense

On the block, countin' benjamins

That's what you should do if you knew what the gang'll do to you

Been in this shit with a bulletproof, rockin' Chucks in Dodger blue

All these enemies, gotta fight one

All these hoes just ain't the right one

All these blunts, I gotta light one

All this weed, I gotta buy some

Told you the Mexican doin' his thing

And I'm never gon' stop, and I pull up all up in a drop

Anybody wanna come and get it

Fuck it, I'ma do it in the middle of the summer, like bang

What it is you bang, homie?

What it is you claim, huh?

Better rep your shit right

Better know your place, huh

Better not be talkin' tough

Better catch that fade, huh

Where I come from, I see ‘em dying every day

What it is you bang, homie?

What it is you claim, huh?

Better rep your shit right

Better know your place, huh

Better not be talkin' tough

Better catch that fade, huh

Where I come from, I see ‘em dying every day