Who do you know

Where you from

Where you stay

Southside Westside DOA

17 had the juice

Word to Mama

Chopping cars Boulevard

Was the hottest summer

Hit the Stu with PC

Showing me aroma

Hit the corner, serve the fiend

Put em in a coma

Heart was dark, chasing sin

Shotgun in a hearse

Paid my tithes, priest seen me

Won’t let me in church

Back in 91' prison cell seen my mom

The crackhouse, a glass house

You can see your problems

Road runner told me boy don’t be a fiend

Chasing Lucid dreams

Put me in front of a triple beam

You want money like machines

But it just ain’t like that

Used to write to Santa

But that bitch ain’t write back

Swear I would serve the world if I could get you right back

Swear I would serve the world if I could get you right back

Who do you know

Where you from

Where you stay

Southside Westside DOA

17 had the juice

Word to Mama

Chopping cars Boulevard

Was the hottest summer

Hit the Stu with PC

Showing me aroma

Hit the corner, serve the fiend

Put em in a coma

Heart was dark, chasing sin

Shotgun in a hearse

Paid my tithes, priest seen me

Won’t let me in church

Who you know where you from

What’s your name

What you claim?

I ain’t playing nigga I’m with my gang

I ain’t changed I’m still the same

So fuck the fame fuck the love

You bitches dubs

I don’t fuck with scrubs

On my mama

I pray to God

They don’t do me wrong

Side by side Dade County’s

Where you don’t belong

I’m a rider I need my dollars

Holler Guala Guala

New designer, I’m dripping water

This is manslaughter

Who do you know

Where you from

Where you stay

Southside Westside DOA

17 had the juice

Word to Mama

Chopping cars Boulevard

Was the hottest summer

Hit the Stu with PC

Showing me aroma

Hit the corner, serve the fiend

Put em in a coma

Heart was dark, chasing sin

Shotgun in a hearse

Paid my tithes, priest seen me

Won’t let me in church

Southside, southside, southside