Biggz - My Side lyrics

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Biggz - My Side lyrics

[Verse 1: Creative Gold] On my side we ride dirty, all the bikes on 7:30 Gershwin with a bad b**h, might dip off if she with it early Don't trip much, but I drink a lot A lot of n***as don't think a lot On my side you talk side get left dead in that parking lot Real talk this New York, no bullsh** on our boardwalks A lot of n***as love talking bout it But a lot of n***as ain't war once No lie I ain't the hardest n***a, but I'm far removed from the softest one Guarantee you try to step to us, guarantee that we ain't talking much on my side [Hook: Creative Gold] We don't f** around you get laid out, if you talking sh** you ain't near bout Bet ya whole block get cleared out on my side Get ya chain snatched and ya wig clapped These n***as don't play that's straight facts, yankee fitteds and steel bats on my side x2 [Verse 2: Bigg$] sh** real on my side, east new york I got street ties Brownsville what I call home, I be blowing loud with them street guys Know some n***as that sell dope, know some n***as that sell pies Know some n***as that trap hard, gotta keep it brief on them cell lines Yeah I know all them coke boys, but no French Montanas on my side Know some n***as that crack cards, I don't give a f** about fed time n***as know about my side, guns stay on waistline Come around with them j**els on, n***as know that it's food time It's food time and I ain't had my plate yet n***as talk about they be on my side, but I ain't seen they face yet Creative up on that rack side, that's sack side Bigg$ be up on that trap side, I be talking that facts side I ain't got no reason to lie, all my n***as they'll let it fly Catch yo a** on that back block, best believe we gonna let him die Cause I don't be really be f**ing with none of you b**h a** n***as on that side I only be riding with all of my n***as and b**hes, that's riding on our side, on my side [Hook: Creative Gold] We don't f** around you get laid out, if you talking sh** you ain't near bout Bet ya whole block get cleared out on my side Get ya chain snatched and ya wig clapped These n***as don't play that's straight facts, yankee fitteds and steel bats on my side x2

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