(feat. The Dunk Ryders, Trick Daddy)
I'm on my way nigga

Fuck the otha side

That side ain't shit

Niggas can't fuck with me



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Now It's a Special way I fold my flag

And I'll bust ya head if it's bout dat cash

Give me a dickey I don't need that outfit (hol up)

A 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)

Cause bitch I'm Alive



[Verse 1:]

Yeah and I can't even lie

You can tell by my red ass eyes that I'm high

I'm doin' sign language, Screamin fuck the other side

Flawgin' ass niggas ain't nuttin but some liars

We beat niggas have bitches like god

Them boys in that all black wild

Mouths get wide

An bitches get dumb

And bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club

And yeah we love dro

More den any otha hoe

Guns standin from the ceilin to the mothafuckin flo'

An we get it an we go it's like we get it from da sto'

Leave it in the weight house with a dickey full a blow (My Nigga)



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Fuck The Other Side

And I'll say it twice, Fuck The other Side

We in this bitch deep smellin like a pound

And if you really want it you can get it right now



[Verse 2:]

Now everybody like why you do it like that

Why the hell every day you be in that all black

Fresh Pair of J's and you kno they all black

Still posted in the hood with my dawgs countin stacks

This Shit ain't nothin new, they know how I do it homes

Seven tre (73) Big body sittin on chrome

Hood On Swole, Everybody on lean

I'm Smokin on Dro with a Hoodrat Bitch

Goons on the line and they ain't got shit

But we good over here, tell em get like this

Standin in the trap with my lil' young jits

Gettin off sacks, what you know about this Bout This



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[Verse 3:]

Yo you don't really want it, cause you can really get it

You can catch me in that dickie or that 305 fitted

I ain't worried bout a busta, I Ain't worried bout a hoe

If a nigga try me than I'm gonna kill that mothafucka

Fuck the other side, I ain't gotta say it twice

All I do is say it once and my niggas on point

And Then you see them black flags, turn into them black masks

Niggas pullin' choppas out,

like they off in baghdad put em in a black bag go

and get ya check cashed if ya yell at anybody

ya might get ya neck slashed now there's a special

I hold my mack yeah yo there's a special way I fold my cash