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babyfxce e - choosing sides كلمات أغنية

[intro: babyfxce e]
(rj always tripping, man, rj always tripping)
i ain’t gon’ lie to you, i feel like, tonight, god got somethin’ set up for me, i just gotta go chase it
yeah, b_tch (aj, man, you play too much)
(stevo crowned this beat)
striker gang, walkdown gang, m block, all that sh_t, n_gga
yeah

[verse 1: babyfxce e & vonoff1700]
young as h_ll, drivin’ strike, i d_mn near lost my life
ridin’ ’round with pipe to make sure that i don’t lose it twice
had to double_cup the sprite to make sure i don’t lose no ice
d_mn, you still f_ck with dog? let me find out that you choosing sides
huh, pass the stick this way, bro, i can shoot it blind
i couldn’t find no trish in like three days, i’m finna lose my mind
call up von when i drive down to the ‘raq, i know he got me a fire
if it’s beef, we got the strikеrs out back, n_gga, we stakin’ ’em out
huh, treat a lil’ n_gga likе garbage, bro, we takin’ ’em out
feel like madden in that fast dude, bro, we keep fakin’ the route
d_mn, lil’ bro, chill out with that gun, you keep on breakin’ it down
f_ck, tryna roll up in my hand, bro, i done dropped a nug
how much you spent up on your chain? bro, i done dropped a club
she keep asking questions, man, i know this lil’ b_tch tryna f_ck
took off on the j’s, lookin’ at the gas, i know this not enough (alright)
stop askin’ me do i got my heat? you know that that’s a duh (come on, alright)
[verse 2: vonoff1700]
please don’t consider me your opp if you can’t up a dub (broke ass)
the opps just lost two n_ggas back to back, them n_ggas need some hugs
long live mook, he’d pop a perc’ and tweak, my shorty was a bug
that n_gga upped his gun and he ain’t blow, he must been shootin’ duds
we bounce out on sh_t and don’t stop shooting ’til we see some blood
i got my mask, i got my gun, have backend bring the gloves
i gave the drac’ to e ’cause he gon’ shoot that b_tch like kevin love
i thought i saw the opps, my dumb ass almost shot up seven studs
he say he not an opp, but he be with ’em? k!ll him just because
he keep on dropping diss songs, we gon’ k!ll him ‘fore he get his buzz
we hit him twenty times, he still alive, they need to pull the plug
he thinkin’ this sh_t sweet ’cause i wear glasses, he gon’ catch a slug
free lil 3 and famous, them boys dangerous, tell ’em, “free my thugs”
four_five gat, this b_tch so big, it’ll knock down a club (know that)
kidnap a n_gga, then we drown his ass up in a tub (his b_tch ass)
thought he had a book, but we done sold his ass a brick of dub (his dumb ass)

- babyfxce e

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