chief keef – side lyrics
[intro]
ayy
ayy, ayy
gang gang, n-gga
bang bang, n-gga
you know how i’m rockin’ like cut-off stockings, n-gga
kush in my pockets, n-gga
all designer, get your grind up
got a breitling for the timer, n-gga (ayy)
[chorus]
ayy, i’m from that side, (ayy) where n-ggas die at (gang, gang)
me, i ain’t playin’, (nah) got my pistol on my side (bang, bang)
pull up on my side b-tch, (skrrt) with my side b-tch (gang, gang)
and i got some money with me i got from outside (gang gang)
b-tch, i’m from southside, (southside) the southside projects (chiraq)
pull up with a big mac, large fry on the side (bang bang)
live by the gun, die, (gang gang) gang, none of that squad sh-t (gang gang)
pull up where you live, (skrrt) f-ck the cops, call the swat (woo, woo)
[verse 1]
i ain’t gonna lie (nah)
i’m blowin’ at the swat (bang, bang)
i’m blowin’ at your honor (bang)
i’m blowin’ at your squad (bang, bang, bang)
pistol on my side (gang, gang)
and i’m quick to draw it (bang, bang)
ye ain’t wanna die (ha)
ye ain’t even know it (gang, gang)
pull up on some factories (skrrt)
my son ride foreign (gang, gang)
we both ride l’s (ugh)
all the b-tches know it (bang, bang)
pull up on you flexin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
slow, you like gin0bili (flex)
i don’t need shaq (nah)
i think that i’m kobe (yes)
your main b-tch slow (yes)
become my side b-tch (side b-tch)
she wanna pull up on me
that’s someone you ride or die with
i ain’t got the time, sh-t (nah)
i be on my side sh-t
pull up on my money with my glock
like don’t ask, “why?,” b-tch (ayy, ayy)
[chorus]
ayy, i’m from that side, (ayy) where n-ggas die at (gang, gang)
me, i ain’t playin’, (nah) got my pistol on my side (bang, bang)
pull up on my side b-tch, (skrrt) with my side b-tch (gang, gang)
and i got some money with me i got from outside (gang gang)
b-tch, i’m from southside, (southside) the southside projects (chiraq)
pull up with a big mac, large fry on the side (bang bang)
live by the gun, die, (gang gang) gang, none of that squad sh-t (gang gang)
pull up where you live, (skrrt) f-ck the cops, call the swat (woo, woo)
[verse 2]
beep, that’s me callin’ on the guap (on the guap)
woo, woo, that’s them callin’ on the cops (callin’ on the cops)
skeet, skeet, that’s me all up on your thot (on your thot’s face)
beep, beep, pullin’ off up on your dawg (on your dawg)
vroom, vroom, watch me pull up to the guap (to the bimmer)
boom, boom, when i pull up with the glock (with the ayy)
doom, doom, how i pull up with the drum (bang, bang)
f-ckin’ your b-tch in my louis swim trunks (in them louis trunks)
pull up on you flexin’, jewelry cost a bimmer
lexus, (bang) boy your sh-t look petty, (bang) you heavy (bling, bling)
pull up ridin’ reckless, (skrrt) me, i ain’t have sh-t (nah)
so i’ma get it, ya get me? (ayy)
[chorus]
ayy, i’m from that side, (ayy) where n-ggas die at (gang, gang)
me, i ain’t playin’, (nah) got my pistol on my side (bang, bang)
pull up on my side b-tch, (skrrt) with my side b-tch (gang, gang)
and i got some money with me i got from outside (gang gang)
b-tch, i’m from southside, (southside) the southside projects (chiraq)
pull up with a big mac, large fry on the side (bang bang)
live by the gun, die, (gang gang) gang, none of that squad sh-t (gang gang)
pull up where you live, (skrrt) f-ck the cops, call the swat
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