Southside Still Holdin (feat. Bun B, Lil' Flip, Lil' O, Slim Thug, Trilly Polk & Dat Boi T) [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)