Jim Jones - Both Sides lyrics

{Ronnie-Ronnie-Ron...} [Hook: Lil Durk] No n***as want these problems (let's get it) Young real n***as and we ballin' (ballin') My poker face, I'm going all in (ells) From Chicago back to Harlem (let's get it) These n***as can't f** with us (why) These n***as can't f** with us (let's get it) From Chicago back to Harlem (ells) These n***as can't f** with us (let's get it) [Juelz Santana] WOOOOO, aight I be going hard with my Chicago n***as (yea) If it's beef, fold 'em up, make 'em a taco n***a (yea) Keep that trigger like a motherf**ing throttle n***a (uh) The more I rev it up the quicker bodies dropping n***a My pockets cheesy (cheesy), lasagna n***a (uh) My neck clear (clear), vodka n***a (vodka n***a) I'm eating good (good), Benihana n***a (haha) Still selling white, Pina Colada n***a My new connect, he got it like he Pablo n***a You gon' rob who? You a liar n***a Fast money, never slowing up, these n***as can't f** with us Bang bang, anywhere, yeah these n***as know what's up with us [Hook] [Jim Jones] See Cabrini Greens (true), went and tore 'em down (paper) Like 9/11 my 911, the roof fall down ((tell em) On the southside (what), north's true king (cool) Let the birds fly, like two wings I'm a man, all we need in this life man is two things (right) Balls and his word (what), that's true thing (k**) You know 300, like O Block Them my young n***as, them 300 in your whole block (boom, boom, boom) Fly n***a, simple with it, gold watch Summertime, And One's; no sides with the hoes jock (chill) At the top there's a lot of f** n***as (f** em though) But them n***as know I don't give a f** n***a [Hook] [Lil Durk] I be going hard for my Harlem n***as (let's get it) Talk to them, that A.K. takin' part to n***as (ells) My shooters ain't gon' argue with you (rrrah) I just bought a chopper, it play target with you (bang) Juelz in the cut, and my n***a Fredo (Santana) Be cool before your t-shirt turn into a dago (rrrah) My youngin's in the field, shawty they don't play though (number 9) And I love New York, like my n***a Tego (ells) I just spend a chicken on my breitling b**h (my watch) b**h I pack a punch, on some Tyson sh** (rrrah) And I run my city and I'm liking it (Chi-raq) b**h I run my city and I'm liking it (ells) [Hook]