This Side (feat. AJ)

Beatfreakz Ask your BM, I'm a W (win) Ray Charles can see you ain't got no thug in you This rap boy can still show you what a gun will do Tell the label, "250 and I'm comin' through" And I still jeet down a opp girl, that's nothin' new You was talkin' drills, I was really drillin' (drillin') Broke like a glass, you don't know the feelin' (broke) No walls, all glass, that's how we're livin' New opp turned pack, tell my little brother "Bill him" Two G's the attire, do road like a tyre Hit the headie already, gun lean with the fryer Gang, you know, on the road, the block's set up like the wire I'm the truth with the mask, Jim Carrey, you a liar Over on this side They ain't got it like we got it on this side, yeah Move funny over this side Crash corn, we can never let shit slide, yeah Ain't doin' what we do Niggas ain't doin' what we do This goon's lost screws Ten toes when the cops come through I'm still pullin' up that way (that way) G's all around me, blunts in the ashtray Chillin' out in Ghana, chiefs call me ak way (ak way) Property talk, I ain't worried 'bout no tax pay Comin' from the jungle with my monkeys, lettin' waps spray Comin' from the jungle where you gotta cut snakes Pigs on our arse, want our heads on a plate Fly birds in the states, packs comin' duct tape Conspiracy talk, wipe half the estate Two G's the attire, do road like a tyre Hit the headie already, gun lean with the fryer Gang, you know, on the road, the block's set up like the wire I'm the truth with the mask, Jim Carrey, you a liar Over on this side They ain't got it like we got it on this side, yeah Move funny over this side Crash corn, we can never let shit slide, yeah Ain't doin' what we do Niggas ain't doin' what we do This goon's lost screws Ten toes when the cops come through Got him mad at his girlfriend, I ain't even piped it (uh-uh) She just like my last verse, I ain't even write it You know it come straight from the weed when I light it Hooker on the block, how you find the time to wife it? The fuck? On gang 'cause we was ridin' a lot (gang) Tough talk will get you shot like a box (baow) I got feds still lockin' off my shows (why they do it?) 'Cause on the opps we was slidin' a lot Two G's the attire, do road like a tyre Hit the headie already, gun lean with the fryer Gang, you know, on the road, the block's set up like the wire I'm the truth with the mask, Jim Carrey, you a liar Over on this side They ain't got it like we got it on this side, yeah Move funny over this side Crash corn, we can never let shit slide, yeah Ain't doin' what we do Niggas ain't doin' what we do This goon's lost screws Ten toes when the cops come through Over on this side They ain't got it like we got it on this side, yeah Move funny over this side Crash corn, we can never let shit slide, yeah Ain't doin' what we do Niggas ain't doin' what we do This goon's lost screws Ten toes when the cops come through Beatfreakz