Welcome to the motherfuckin' Lil' Patron
It's that gangsta motherfuckin' Lil' Zappin' from that old town clit
And this dedicated to all my Southside homies
Everybody throw your * up
All my Mexicans, bald-headed tattoos
Two-sangin' blue soaps
Gangsta's the man you at, bumpin' my flow
Payin' big dollars because they know
When we're on the stage, we in the crazy-ass rage
Homie bandit, why don't you get the AK gear
And show me how people worth it
And if your haters wanna make somethin' of it
Step up, run up, get up
What's up, busters? You want some of this?
Then you some stupid motherfuckers
Dope, like some glass or some speed
So shut the * up and listen to me
I make a killin', I got money to the ceiling
Cause I'm a bald-headed, old-town villain
Chicano, and I'm brown and proud
This is for my hip, and I'ma say it loud
One for my ride
It's the best, it's the best

Doin' life kickin' slow
Three for my Yankee gang, bangin' hood patrol
The South Side, the South, South Side
The South Side, where you from, homie?
The South Side, the South, South Side
The South Side, where you from, homie?
The South Side, the South, South Side
The South Side, where you from, homie?
The South Side, the South, South Side
The South Side, where you from, homie?
Crazyد charge
Where I'm from, dumb逼顛
Homie, you don't want открытие
I'm a O-side lifer, born into the game, big savage, that's my pop
We gang bang, kick it back and feel peco, 10 deep
I miss my Fimo Mikey and the homie Lil Bleach
You can take the boy out the hood, but you can't take the hood out the homeboy
I'm still here
My Fimo big creeper had a white rag top, he was an OG gangsta yelling * the cops
Always creased up with a trench coat, he had his hair slicked back
And mad dog looks, R.I.P. cousin, I put that in the letter
He ass, fuckin' nuts forever
One for my riders, doin' life to his scroll
Three for my gang bangin' hood patrol
The south side, the south, south side
The south side where you from homie?
It be as slow as mine
My tech line's loopin' legal, I love oldies and regals
Two little homies, I'ma want this *
*** your bitch and hit this switch
All my radio fans and Laker fans
Cowboy fans gangbanging Mexicans
Throw your hood up high in the sky
Click, click, bang to the day that we die
I'm a Southern Cali rider, East Sider
Tattooed Brown Prider, Six Sider
Los Angeles original, I'm a shirt
Down the go-to, the toe in the dirt
Press your luck and your mic is stuck
This my clip, oh damn, now you *
This is for my killers, stuck on death reload
And my lil' 21 gangsta hood patrol
The South Side, The South side, The South side
Where you from homie?
The South side, The South side, The South side
Where you from homie?
The South side, The South side, The South side
Where you from homie?
The South side, The South side, The South side

Where you from homie? The South side, The South side, The South side
Where you from, homie?
Southside love to all my brown raça.
What's up to the homies from Pico Vio?
Bacos from Invera.
All them longueros.
The homies from 18th Street.
Hazard.
Florian.
East L.A. D&E.
Cyclonez.
Bacos from Norwalk, South Central L.A.
OC Killin'.
Bass and Crime, they're OP.
What's up?
Them Bacos from Chivas.
Quiet Village Gangsters.
The homies in Compton.
The homies in La Fuente.
The Reebok Westside and Eastside.
And the Bacos in Pomona.