Southside Still Holdin Songtext
von E.S.G.

Jay (E.S.G made the beat)
My man!

Hah, no matter where you′re rollin'
How much cash that you′re foldin'
How much woodgrain you're holdin′
Lil′ Ramforce 12 still patrolling

No matter if your wrist frozen
If you bought it or it's stolen
Reappear to get chosen
Fuck a seven, nigga, we penitentiary posin′

I got that dogfood and blow in
Them niggas snitchin', I don′t know them
Tag-toeing them, John Doe-ing them, AK all for four of them
In the bag that they go again, yeah

A pretty night, I might show them
City lights, white doors I'm controlling
20-ounce Sprite screwed, poured a four in
Translation, make sure you niggas totin′


Southside still holding
Southside, still holding
Southside, still holding
Yeah, nigga, Southside still holding

Yeah, hatin' on you, Paul Wall
Corey Blunt, Big Floyd, with them, was Slab God
Talkin' ′bout the boy Poopy or that Lyndon Johnson
Boys ring when they saw that boy isn′t comin'

Shit, no matter where your racks at
Where you got your first stack at
Where you moved your first pack at
Hear how road monkey, and Pat at

No matter where your mama stayed at
And where them lil′ niggas played at
Same shot you got sprayed at
Made sure you let them pussy niggas know that

Southside still holding
Southside, still holding
Southside, still holding
Hol' up, Southside still holding


No matter where you use a scale at
Or saw your daddy go to jail at
Huh? Who the plug? Don′t tell that
Everyone was sellin', had to make sure you tell ′em that, who?

Southside still holding
Southside still holding
Southside, still holding
Yeah, Southside still holding

Where you first hit your lick at
Scored your first quarter brick at
Fucked your first bad bitch at, huh?
Pussy nigga try to switch that, nah

We still grindin' on the Southside
Pink diamonds in my mouth, right?
It's goin′ down, my niggas tippin′, Niggas flossin', niggas slippin′
Niggas strippin', niggas drippin′ like, oh

Southside still holding, huh?
Southside still holding
Southside, still holding
Feel me, nigga? Southside still holding

Got me pourin' up another four
Chairman grippin′ grain by that Karo
Uh, feel like my niggas up in Heaven
Every day's a holiday, we talkin' June 27th, ah

Talkin′ ′bout my nigga Screw Zoo
Mama Mo, what it do-ooh?
Busy Big Melo, Big Steve
Me and Harvey Love in the booth, nigga, feel me? Uh

I'm talkin′ blue truck or red Benz
I might swang down that Cutlass in a dead end, woo
Big bake, we used to smoke that
Same hood they killed Dally and Toast at

Yeah, where Bubba Twins caught they case at
Same hood I met Face at
Real drinkin', let me taste that
Now that Actavis is gone, they can′t replace that

My other cousin need a four-pack
Show 'em like what it a wall and she knows that
Hah, nobody would′ve show that
Took me to the trap where the stove at, you know that

I roll that, out of town, surrounded by sound, huh?
How's cousin, goin' down
What do you know about Ripsy, huh?
Drop Chevy or the six street, boom

Lil′ nigga, what it do? Nigga, afraid of Jack, nigga
We go all the way back, nigga
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Just make sure you tell a nigga, bah

Southside still holding
Southside still holding
Southside, still holding
Southside still holding

Yeah, whoa
16, nigga, what it do?
Shalo, her clothes shared to the third ward
Shall waste
They did well everywhere
Shall we, what′s up, Ese?
Get a brick!