Yo, get the speakerbox loud
Kickin' that something to hearin' that sound
Come on, Southside, come on
Ladies and gentleman, check this out
Tonight we gon' get loud for real, nobody's frontin'
Got you jumpin', like a shot o'clock on the block or somethin'
So keep it pumpin', nobody leavin' 'til the morn'
'Cause word is bond, we gon' be here 'til the break of dawn
So yes, yes, y'all, this where the players ball
If you a true player, get the money, talk for wallets, ball
My clique stays hard to the core
So what the hell you come in here for?
But what's yo' desire? I'ma take you out in blunt fire
The parkside, I be the livest on your flier
Who's your next tryer? Next contestant
The last kid would shine when he rhyme every time
'Cause the method pathetic, nobody iller, no shots feelin'
The party is lime, our whole crew top billy
Appealing to every dime piece in this house
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
My apparatus help make me the fattest
Flash the cabbage and watch these sonnies try to take advantage
Just can't manage to get none, but checkin' how me and son
Roll up on the dibs blowin' half fun (yeah)
While my block from the block, rush the spot
It's undeniable, you know my joint knocks like Roy Jones
Grippin' microphones 'til this voice grown
Call up Kdore, set it up, get your spot blown
Ladies in the house (yeah), you know I like your style
I want your cooperation right now
Fellas don't dance 'cause they don't know how (yeah)
All the ladies in the house say, "Ow"
And to the brothers on the low 'cause we gettin' that dough (yeah)
And every once in a while you take a sip of the Mo
Say, "Ho" (ho)
Say, "Ho, ho" (ho, ho)
Tonight we gon' get loud for real, nobody's frontin'
Got you jumpin', like a shot o'clock on the block or somethin'
To keep it pumpin', nobody leavin' 'til the morn'
'Cause word is bond, we gon' be here 'til the break of dawn
So yes, yes, y'all, this where the players ball
If you a true player, get the money, talk for wallets, ball
My clique stays hard to the core
So what the hell you come in here for?
But what's yo' desire? I'ma take you out in blunt fire
The parkside, I be the livest on your flier
Who's your next tryer? Next contestant
The last kid would shine when he rhyme every time
'Cause the method pathetic
Nobody iller, no shots feelin'
The party is lime, our whole crew top billy
Appealing to every dime piece in this house
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
Ladies in the house, you know I like your style
I want your cooperation right now
Fellas don't dance 'cause they don't know how
All the ladies in the house say, "Ow" (ow)
And to the brothers on the low 'cause we gettin' that dough
And every once in a while you take a sip of the Mo
Say, "Ho" (ho)
Say, "Ho, ho" (ho, ho)
Party out
Party out
A+, no doubt he'll turn your party out
