They used to make me go to church clip-on tie, starchy shirt I never heard the preachers words all scrouched down in that pew these days goin' to church
I was sitting in my car the other night Behind a couple of High School kids Light turned green and they didn't go They were locked in a red light kiss
now I getting other dough how you think I'm comin back and forth wit the mother load. NC FC even out in west v a town dade county I keep the haze round
other side Little man, how old are you? You can tell me And what you doin' to skip the school? I see you running with your lil' crew Out here fightin' over red and blue
Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County Where we slang rocks that claim blocks And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot C'mon and ride with
a record store? Well, it's not there anymore Just think of all the things we did We were different, just like all the other kids Missy was a teen blue
M.V.P., I got championship chains Triple double on these niggas Ten blocks and twelve steals Fifteen a six, tell me that I ain't real Other words that
Cock my 40 Glock, and my partner just bought a replica Now Asians saying they don't keep no cash in they register We run from red and blue lights to
smashing in a cadillac Fuck that im riding and gliding in the avenue America's nightmare all dressed up in blue [Chorus: x2] I represent southside Blue
each other No body armor Nobody harms a hair on a head, everything calmer We ghetto stars and fools We paid the dues We made the blues So come on with
So now I'm in this high powered cell at the county jail Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail What do I do in these county blues Gettin' battered
t know Cause the combination is tighter than 4 knots And you can here the ass cold knocking for 4 blocks And showstops ain't the thang to do County checking no disrespecting them boys in blue
gotta get another nine, even though I'm colorblind. . . Now here's the game plan, about a quarter till nine, I was told to peal a cap on the other side
tickled pink Laughin' at us on the avenue Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew We can't enjoy ourselves Too busy jealous at each other's wealth
I slang these thangs like a G It's on, is anybody killin' for the summertime I gotta get another nine, even though I'm color blind I'm fresh outta county
street There'll be trouble when they see me Them bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news You'll see a nigga gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
an Angel in Dixie In Heaven the other night On my way to New Orleans Can't get her off my mind There's many miles of highway Between me and the county
soul is welcomed in On this fine summers evening As the blue of night descends Never mind the strangers 'Cos I'll always be your friend until the end We've seen the other
