[EXPLICIT] S.R.K - North Side Trouble

[Intro] aaaaah ooooooh aaaaah ooooooh [Prelude] 8 o 8, 8 o 8, 8 o 8, b-b-b-beat, thrill of da kill-kill-kill, raising bodies n stackin dollah's, livin life like I'm a ballah ridin 'round in da Impala, in search of da next kill. Pushin da pusher to da top of da hill. North side connections wit de trigger affections. (hehe hehe) North Side ye heard! (Break) Oh, oh, here comes trouble! [Verse 1] Wrong crew to step to, you'll wake up in a tub of ICE screamin foh' yo life. I'll commit agony 'n' make ya body an organ doner in ya sleep, cut ya testies off, ya kidney a long goner, you'll limp a lil to da lefttie if ya survive. I'm bringing da Columbine shots like de softie I am, pow-pow Almost like I've been trained 2 do dis nifty. [Hook] You, you, you gonn die, there is no slide, You, you, you gonn' die, yous had 2 be dumb wit sum1 from da slum who is emotionally numb, You, you, you gonn die. [Verse 2] I'll chop ya up to mix wit sardines 'n' seaweed to make chum of sum bum, just 2 get the cents of some bigger fish in dis biss-nizz. Everybody will think ya went to some resort, but de truth is much moh' distraught just like I've been taught. Attack like a ferocious dawg until ya stop ya bark 'n' squeal, just have to mention de subtle kill. (Break) Ah ooh, here comes trouble! [Hook] You, you, you gonn die, there is no slide, You, you, you gonn' die, yous had 2 be dumb wit sum1 from da slum who is emotionally numb, You, you, you gonn die. [Verse 3] Dis be S.R.K of North-Side-Squad. Gimme a punk to fillet in de backseat of mah car, trust, trust dis aint no damn test. I'mma put ya bitches to rest. Y'all can try to copy mah floppy wit Grok, G.P.T or Claude, but innovative, you aint gonn be' when you swimmin' wit de fishes in de sea. [Hook] You, you, you gonn die, there is no slide, You, you, you gonn' die, yous had 2 be dumb wit sum1 from da slum who is emotionally numb, You, you, you gonn die.