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bizz loc - dark side lyrics

[intro]
yeah n-gga
bizz loc, errr god
back on my sh-t n-gga
see these bags underneath my eyes n-gga
i done crossed over to the dark side n-gga
r.i.p to the fam
free up the dawg dem y’all ready know what it do n-gga
freedom is a must huh?
errr-ting
e dub c, o.e.f we in the building n-gga
d blocc!
huh?

[verse]
hit a l!ck, n-gga hogtied
i done crossed over to the dark side
paranoid when i drop rhymes
cause the bwoy dem wanna give me hard time
r.i.p to my n-gga clipz
you don’t know the pain i felt ever since
n-ggas mad they couldn’t tell him sh-t
so they did him dirty like a set up b-tch
all that money be irrelevant
when there’s cold blood sittin in yah veins
there ain’t no love when you in the game
i done grown up but i’ll never change
bending the rules like a shorty
step in the room with a forty
none of these n-ggas don’t know me
holdin it down on my lonely
movin mili free the crodies
blowin money like a o.z
27 i’mma og, 38 i got a roley
ring a ring around a rosie
been a savage 21 i lost little buggz [r.i.p]
shot him in his mug
burnzie caught him he was done
coughed him up shed his blood
buggzy smiles from above
now he’s waiting till he come
i’mma send him when we buck
i don’t care who’s in the cut
think i ever gave a f-ck?!
gizzle sittin on a bunk
wait till my n-ggas free up
everybody better run
everyone without a gun
y’all can get it when its on
off a n-gga tell him run
run up on him in the mall
that’s how it is where i’m from
six six six… six six six…
murder rate started goin up
real n-ggas started blowin up
and the working tings couldn’t hold one up
t dot!
we were humble then
now it’s our time
when i caught a bid
it made moms cry
and you wonder why i spit hard rhymes
facts!
i don’t make threats
i don’t take checks
i don’t make ms
but i break bread
sellin stretch work to the baseheads
finesse!
you don’t want to stumble on the wrong side
cause i take lives put it on mine
now im livin life on the dark side
dark side
stay on the camera i see when you step in the lobby
i see you!
if you runnin up on me i’ll pull out this 40 cal
and then i’m catchin a body
head hotter than wasabi
bizz dark is what they call me
been involved in all the bodies
catchin bodies like a ‘mali
bring a molly to the party
turn your wifey to a dolly
a lot of n-ggas look salty
all my bitties smoke bossy
pray to god you don’t cross me
stay on point you can’t off me
wide awake with no coffee
r.i.p the fam frosty
checkin n-ggas no hockey
henny poured i’m to saucy
n-ggas say i move w-ssi
neva needed no posse
neva!

[outro]
neva needed no posse n-gga
one man army it’s bizz loc
a.k.a bizz dark
a.k.a the errr god
n-gga
eg-west
d blocc
we out here n-gga
dark side

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