"Choosing Sides" lyrics
(feat. VonOff1700)
RJ always trippin' man
RJ always trippin'
I ain't gon lie, I feel like, like God got something else for me
Yeah, bitch
Walk down gang, M Block gang all that shit nigga
Yeah
Young as hell driving strike
I damn near lost my life
Riding round with pipe
To make sure I don't lose it twice
Had to double cup the sprite
To make sure I don't lose no ice
Damn you still fuck with dog
Lemme me find out that you choosing sides (huh)
Pass the stick this way, bro I can shoot it blind
I can't find no trish in like three days
I'm finna lose my mind
Call up Von and drive down to the Raq
I know he got me on fye
If its beef, we got the Strikers out back
Nigga we staking'em out (huh)
Treat a nigga like garbage
Bro we taken'em out, feel like Madden
And that fast dude, bro, he keep faking the route
Damn lil bro, chill out with that gun
You keep on breaking down
Fuck tryna roll up in my hand
Bra I done dropped a nug
How much you spend up on yo chain
Bra I done dropped a club
She keep asking questions
Man I know this lil'bitch tryna fuck
Took off on a jake looking at the gas
I know that's not enough
Stop asking do I got my heat
You know that's a dub
Ight, please don't consider me opp
If you can't up a gun
The opps just lost two niggas back to back
Them niggas need some hugs
Rolling mookie pop a perc or two
My shawty was a bug
A nigga upped his gun and he ain't blow
He must've been shooting duds
We bounce out on shit
And don't stop shooting till we see some blood
I got my mask, I got my gun
My backend gon bring the gloves
I gave the drac to E
Cause he gon shoot that bitch
Like Kevin Love
I thought I saw the opps
My dumbass almost shot up seven studs
He say he not up, but when he with'em
Kill'em just because
He keep on droppin' diss songs
We gon kill'em, before he get his buzz
We hit'em twenty time he still alive
They need to pull the plug
He thinking this shit's sweet because I wear a glass
He gon catch a slug
Free lil 3 and famous
Them boys dangerous
Tell 'em free my thugs
Four five gapers this shit so big
It'll knock down a club
Kidnap a might then we'll
Drown his ass in a tub
Thought he had a book
But we just sold his ass a brick a dub
RJ always trippin'
I ain't gon lie, I feel like, like God got something else for me
Yeah, bitch
Walk down gang, M Block gang all that shit nigga
Yeah
Young as hell driving strike
I damn near lost my life
Riding round with pipe
To make sure I don't lose it twice
Had to double cup the sprite
To make sure I don't lose no ice
Damn you still fuck with dog
Lemme me find out that you choosing sides (huh)
Pass the stick this way, bro I can shoot it blind
I can't find no trish in like three days
I'm finna lose my mind
Call up Von and drive down to the Raq
I know he got me on fye
If its beef, we got the Strikers out back
Nigga we staking'em out (huh)
Treat a nigga like garbage
Bro we taken'em out, feel like Madden
And that fast dude, bro, he keep faking the route
Damn lil bro, chill out with that gun
You keep on breaking down
Fuck tryna roll up in my hand
Bra I done dropped a nug
How much you spend up on yo chain
Bra I done dropped a club
She keep asking questions
Man I know this lil'bitch tryna fuck
Took off on a jake looking at the gas
I know that's not enough
Stop asking do I got my heat
You know that's a dub
Ight, please don't consider me opp
If you can't up a gun
The opps just lost two niggas back to back
Them niggas need some hugs
Rolling mookie pop a perc or two
My shawty was a bug
A nigga upped his gun and he ain't blow
He must've been shooting duds
We bounce out on shit
And don't stop shooting till we see some blood
I got my mask, I got my gun
My backend gon bring the gloves
I gave the drac to E
Cause he gon shoot that bitch
Like Kevin Love
I thought I saw the opps
My dumbass almost shot up seven studs
He say he not up, but when he with'em
Kill'em just because
He keep on droppin' diss songs
We gon kill'em, before he get his buzz
We hit'em twenty time he still alive
They need to pull the plug
He thinking this shit's sweet because I wear a glass
He gon catch a slug
Free lil 3 and famous
Them boys dangerous
Tell 'em free my thugs
Four five gapers this shit so big
It'll knock down a club
Kidnap a might then we'll
Drown his ass in a tub
Thought he had a book
But we just sold his ass a brick a dub
