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blockwork - switch sides lyrics

switch sides lyrics
[intro]
graa, graa, graa n+gga
everything dead n+gga
suck my d+ck n+gga
hold on what, hold on b+tch gang
graa, graa, graa, graa

[verse]
like this sh+t is funny
b+tch you fake don’t tell me you love me
he said that i’m broke and i’m bummy
at the end of the day you was begging for money
like they mad cause i was bringing them packs out
i’m too tough i can never go back down
he better move or i’m clearing his background
like ek we know you a bum
and your b+tch we know she a sl+t
he got shot by a dyk+ you dumb
it’s a beam on a gun don’t run
edot baby, imma flame him
n+ggas p+ssy i know they be changing
f+ck clout i ain’t tryna be famous
i know where you lay, you know where i lay, pop out, let’s play
got bookеd with the chop same what
i payed bail you know that i’m up
f+ck that, f+ck thе hate sending shot if he throw up the 8
imma play are you dumb i just bought me a drac’
when i up better get out the way
n+gga know he should’ve picked up the pace
n+gga died from a kick to the face
f+ck the cops imma go on a chase
i did twenty i’m walking [?]
rat this, rat that where the proof that sh+t is just cap
and i heard you ran in your sister
she got shot, should’ve died
i smoke number 5
i’m tweakin’ and sh+t got me fried
f+ck ek we smoking his pop
if you hop in my lane imma change it
n+gga begging for money on face time
i’m jamaican the glock on my waistline
and i just wanna flock i won’t waste time
made me cry, that’s a lie
f+ck ogz i don’t f+ck with those guys
and [?] wanna d+ck ride
gave you a chance and i told you to pick sides
like the game in 2k they don’t switch sides
sending shots if i’m feeling a b+tch vibes
now i’m talking that real sh+t
i just need me a deal quick
all those n+ggas that be in that studio, imma run in that sh+t
never line imma wait by the door
imma cl!ck now he meeting the lord
and on the staircase i’m on 4
and i’m thinking about going to 15
[?] back to the door
now it’s open yall lil’ n+ggas must be joking
so i c+ck it while i’m clutching my glock in my jacket
now it’s back to the facts
how you toss your strap you ain’t tell me to toss my strap
and i bet you ain’t tell n0body that
but you get on the net and you say im a rat
your bills are [?] n+gga i payed half
to this day you ain’t got no cash
n+gga say that you was kicked out no where to go
i let you stay in my home, imma just let that sh+t go
lowkey i be f+cking his hoe
badman, i’m a shota
i turn his noodles to pasta
sending shots now he meeting the doctor
no nle but i stay with my choppa
[outro]
b+tch, suck my d+ck n+gga
don’t touch me n+gga
everything dead n+gga

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