| Bur gang, leave a nigga cold
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| What's happening TT?
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| It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
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| Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
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| Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
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| Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
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| I made it from the skreets, it ain't no mercy on these skreets
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| It's hot as mercury, these boys'll merk you on these skreets
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| These bitches double dutch so quick, they'll jap a nigga sheets
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| Got niggas sleepin' competin' with niggas, I ain't even competin'
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| If you talk behind my back no need to dap me when you see me
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| 'Cause I ain't gon' share no tip when they pick you up off from the cement
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| A real dope boy, I make it flood in any season
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| While rappers goin' broke and blame corona as the reason
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| I showed some niggas cannons, they mistook that I was weak
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| I told them I was stackin', they just thought that I was cheap
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| If I took it, I was mad, I still ain't finna give it back
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| No one in my back, consider that shit as a text
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| So buy some station adams and a couple ties that match
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| This MAC came with a shoulder scrap, the only thing retract
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| 4PF and 1017 4 for life we trap
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| And we ain't with that pity pass shit, we ra-ta-ta-tat
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| It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
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| Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
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| Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
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| Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
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| Doin' songs for Gucci Mane, now I done ran them stupid bands up
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| Make no stupid, shoot your mans up, it's a robber, put your hands up
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| The see me, they switch the channel, I'm the real deal, Atlanta
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| Ain't no monkeys in the middle, play both sides, you get dismantle
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| Tuck my shit, I got my hammer, fuck that bitch, ain't got no manners
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| Can't hit that shit, that's not my standard
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| She copied my dripped, she like me Grandma
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| I kick me a dirty Fanta, ridin' 'round in these dirty Phantoms
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| I'm 'bout gettin' business and ain't sittin' in no worries
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| I ain't with no chitter-chatter, keep a bad one
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| Her ass fatter than the last one
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| We be takin' shit, no askin', we be breakin' bricks no passin'
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| Everybody lit, go ask, I be in the 'Vette, the fast one
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| And I got the CA, you don't wanna see them
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| It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
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| Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
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| Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
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| Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
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| They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Both Sides, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song Trap God Classics: I Am My Only Competition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп