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Lansky Tha Alpha Dog

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What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
Now tell me what side to my hustlers reside
The hood you throw up when you ready to ride
I roll with my homies and we snagging up the honeys
Kicking up dust yea we stacking up the money
As we packing four fours yea we banging four fives
It's Oak city my baby where the hustlers thrive
Big ballers in my city, they know me
The Alpha Dog out the O, L-A-N to the SKY
The realest from my city, banging it in the South
You can keep the Zig-Zag, only Swisser in my mouth
Leaned on the Tussin, cocked back and hit a lick
Dumping them burners keep the teflons in my clip
Better ring the alarm cause the school is in session
Schooling young bucks yea teaching em' lessons
Making money boss balling, it's the rise of a Don
South Side Oak City, uh, c'mon
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
I rock with true ballers, money making G's
Who will knock you out your seat, leaving bodies incomplete
Pistol whipping pussies, respect the Smith and Wesson
Switching through the lanes keeping all them haters guessing
The General at the wheel, four door steady pressing
South Bound motherfucker better think before you dissing
Cause they'll find your head missing, six o'clock news
Lansky the Alpha Dog yea I've paid all my dues
A hustler with degree, the school of hard knocks
With a pack of hungry wolves and they riding for the block
While these haters keep on talking like some hoes up on my jock
So mad I'm stacking cheddar, punching in the clock
Ya'll can't take from my plate, click clack that's the truth
Rocking hot tracks yea I'm wrecking in the booth
I leave you so twisted, jacking your coupe
I'm loaded cock back, aim and shoot
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
Click clack, drop back, it's a South Side jack
From the 8-7 Lack, with my hustlers in the back
I'm South Side raised yea I'm down by law
And I'm still underground, live and raw
These beats become deceased every time that I'm mic'd
You can dig on my style, but lyrics no bite
Your head gone bob, hell yea I'm that tight
Peace to Big Freddy doing 40 to life
Quarter pounds and 8 balls, hustlers doing dirt
Snitches get stitches and bodies get murked
South Sides how we ride fool know the name
As I'm taking what I want and I'm replacing you lames
Real work and no play, no time for your games
Cause it's all about the power so I'm bringing the fucking pain
Got your crew hemmed up, click clack pow
With my forty cocked back yea talk that now
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?
What side of the city, is my hustlers at
What side of the city, always stayed strapped
Who's got my back, Who's giving me the daps
Who? What?

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