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fredo santana - fuck the other side lyrics

let’s get it
squad
f-ck the other side

i’mma spaz on you n-gg-s, i say f-ck the other side
keep playing with a check, getting money till i die
so much pain inside but it’s so hard for me to cry
i done gained a lotta money but i done lost a lotta guys

i say f-ck the other side
i say f-ck the other side
i say f-ck the other side
i say f-ck the other side
i’mma spaz on you n-gg-s
i say f-ck the other side
i say f-ck the other side
i say f-ck the other side

i’mma pull up on your block, i’mma f-cking drop some
n-gg-s better pray to god, better hope the cops come
got a 40, juice got a 30, caper got a drum
it’s gonna be a bl–dy scene, man, you don’t want none
i’mma spaz on you n-gg-s, i say f-ck the other side
i’mma pull up on blocks, kill sons, mamas cry
and it’s f-cked up in the streets
i sell drugs, they wonder why
looking for the lean, man i’m just tryna get high
heard these n-gg-s sneak diss, don’t make me pull a drive-by
reese, roll that window down, i finna blow this 4-5
and this b-tch text my phone, i swear i hope her friend bye
finna cake her out and get some top and tell that b-tch bye

in the kitchen whipping chickens like i work for popeyes
you can get it for a low number just hit my line
and this club going down but yet my money flying
if a n-gg- put they hands on me i swear they dying
and we keep guns on us, boy, we don’t knuckle up
let me call my plug, think it’s time to re-up
and these n-gg-s fake as f-ck, only money i trust
so much money coming in, man, i can’t get enough
and this loud that i’m smoking, man, i got it from jamaica
run up on me wrong, boy, i’mma f-cking have to face you
all this f-cking food talk, man, i ain’t got no patience
what you want, what you need, serve your -ss like a waiter

- fredo santana lyrics

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