letra de switching sides - thf lil law
[intro]
belt
it ain’t no middle in this sh-t
i don’t know what porch you n-ggas jumped off of (enot gon’ shoot you up)
we gon’ handle it though (d-mn, spancy)
[verse]
n-ggas switchin’ sides, went against us, i’m like, “d-mn, wild”
even threw some shade, like we claim somethin’ we ain’t gun down
i’m like, “it’s some sneaky f-cks should get mentioned ’bout my guys”
i’ma k!ll all my opps dead, please forgive me, allah
f-ck them n-ggas, i ain’t trippin’, b-tch, i’m too good on my block
i blow my glock, i run if i see narcs, ask ’bout all my opps
we the reason n-ggas dead or they got popped
n-ggas tweak, they get me hot
play like they can get my drop, i moved my fam’ ot
i told foenem we k!llin’ everybody, b-tch, too solid
ever claim some work, we handled that, we don’t bap up on no bodies
belt to ass, pay attention, man, somebody gon’ die
i’m a different n-gga, i really pass out fire
i was like fourteen when i caught they ass outside and walked ’em down
you can ask my guys, but they won’t ever connect me to no crime
when that judge sentenced me to do that six, b-tch, i ain’t cry
i got the rawest ever setback, orchestrated my whole life
i’m like, “after this fire, i’ma have sh-t right”
n-gga tweak, i’ll be cookin’ rice again before i lose my f-ckin’ life
sh-t went left too quick, like, f-ck it, at least i tired to make sh-t right
n-ggas are tinas, i’ll beat one of they ass like i’m ike
i ain’t worried ’bout them, it’s gon’ be more bodies on my pipe
every car get shot up, it’s war time, come through this b-tch right
my lil’ shorty thirteen, he just want a life
his mama dead, i was the same age when ricky died, i gave his ass a pipe
i told him, “mask down, gloves on, shorty, do that sh-t right”
i used to be young and dumb too, i even smashed some sh-t on sight
i put some sh-t in the ground, dude, uh-huh, tryna do the same thing tonight
n-ggas, they act like they real goons, wait ’til them thf boys strike
n-ggas is f-ckin’ with the opps, so it’s just a bonus puttin’ belt to them n-ggas
my door was open before the car had stopped, i’m verified to go on a mission
tell ’em a secret about me, one of my eyes is bad, i gotta get close on a n-gga
they want me to tell about how i made history, i kicked the door on a n-gga
caught his b-tch-ass in the kitchen, four-five went through his kidney, broke all the dishes
i need a n-gga, they think i’m a rapper, yeah, that’s why i be wrappin’ these n-ggas
i got a family of handlers with me, yeah, throwin’ up 4s and 6s
it is what it is with whoever want it, we ain’t duckin’ sh-t with no n-gga
[outro]
long live trouble, free all the guys
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