Southside Still Holdin (Remix)

Southside still holding
Worldwide, got 'em wood wheel controlling
Yeah, H-Town to Mississippi
This the remix dog, I got a couple kings with me, let's go

I'm back up in the slab with the freestyle pro (pro)
I'm blowin' on some killer dro, he sippin' on a four (four)
We flippin' in a drop, but the top is MIA though
And we still lookin' for our bread back from Kelvin Cato
Dirty south legend, but I still put it down though
Try to count me out, I'm still starting like Rondo
You ain't showin' love, what the hell you come around for?
Like the Pimp said, we still knockin' doors down, bro (hm, yeah)

Ay, home of the slabs nigga, home of the fours (fours)
Every real nigga jam, players get chose (chose)
Hoppin' out the foreign with some J's on my toes
And a big double cup, smoke comin' out my nose (whoa)
Fat rat with the cheese, south motherfuckin' West
I done walked with the legends, I done warred with the best
I done hit the strip club and made a motherfuckin' mess
I done caught a couple cases, but I'm still feelin' blessed (whoa)

Southside still holding (holding)
Southside still holding
Southside, we still holding
Worldwide, got the whole world holding
I'm talking London to Canada (Canada)
ATL, see they pouring up a Fanta, bruh
Yeah, from LA back to Queens
They be doin' the same thing, let me introduce another king

I'm on my 44th passport (yeah), mixing up a half quart (yeah)
I been down with E since he was Perignon in Black Hoard (huh)
Then he went to wreckshop (huh), we bought the car, we bought the house (yeah)
I used to be in Super Skate with Desert Eagles hanging out (ay, ay)
I used to sneak in Boomerang (yeah), they let me in Cairos
I never drunk Karo, my jeans had sta-flo (whoa)
Now my Wraith paid for and Screw got a halo (man)
You can catch me at Chachos, eatin' chips and queso (hey, hey, hey)
Southside (still holding, still holding) (ha-ha-ha)
Southside (still holding, still holding)

(Hey mister, but I ain't sure!)

It's the fresh of both the skins, steppin' straight out of Port Arthur (ah)
I got baptized by the pen and muddy water (oh, wow)
They love my bow ties, time to show them my persona (huh)
I rolled in a Buick, pimpin', dippin', bendin' corners (wait)
Say RIP to DJ Screw y'all, yeah (Screw y'all)
Man, it ain't nothin' new y'all (new y'all)

Screw it up, chop it up, kung-fu y'all (oh, yeah)
Candy-coated on the slab, red or blue y'all (now)
Southside still holding (holding)
Ridin' down I-10, cruise controlling (holding)
I saw my first swangers, they was poking (they was poking)
Hah, creepin' up the block slow motion (slow motion)

No matter where you're rolling (rolling)
How much of the cash that you're holding? (That you're holding?)
How much wood grain controlling?
Fifth wheel rollin', shoebox swollen
I said the Southside holding
Southeast and Southwest, know they holding
Second ward, third ward, fourth, fifth ward
Lovin' how a boss ride, what about the Northside, huh? (Pablo)

Northside still holding
Cut off the braids, no more teeth that's golden
Pockets still swollen, ball out of controlling
Hit the Southside, me and E still rolling
If you balling, get your motherfuckin' hands up
If you broke, get your motherfuckin' grams up
Sittin' at the top so they can't stand us
Used to roll blue, now it's black like the Panthers

Bossed up, still rep' for the south
RIP to all the S-U-C members we lost
Top off in the Caddy, that's Texas tradition
Still can whip a bird if you put me in the kitchen
Diamonds still glisten, ain't shit change
OG in the game, now the world know my name
Swanging, banging, gutter lane from South main to cane
Took the city worldwide, still tippin', grippin' grain man

Yeah, Southside still holding
Ridin' by the energy, my pop roof open
Yeah, like lil' shawty watch your known foes
Call my ese if you need to get it for the low

Uh, I rep' that Big Moe, I rep' that ESG (uh-huh)
Still swanging in my 'Lac, Eado to the Southeast (whoo)
So Southside, got the fade, do the dance (uh-huh)
Watch my wire wheels prance if I give you a chance
Still the screwed up ese (uh), shines on my chain (shines on my chain)
I'm still independent, ridin' in the slow lane (slow lane)

Still sippin' on the bayou, shout out to the barrio (barrio)
Only jungle cake, but we chillin' on the molly though (ha-ha)
But now we sippin' fours, still slamming foreign doors (ay)
H-Town resident, everybody know we throwed (we throwed)
Reppin' for the Texas Dynamo and the 'Stros (ay)
Plus the Rockets still hold, T for T with the flow, you know (ay)

Southside still holding
Worldwide, got 'em wood wheel controlling
Yeah, H-Town to Mississippi
This the remix dog, I got a couple kings with me, let's go (let's go)