Shawty Lo - 2 Sides lyrics

[Intro - k**er Mike (Shawty Lo)] Saying that you from here You don't never come here Saying that you from here You don't never come here Saying that you from here You don't never come here (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) [Verse 1 - k**er Mike] Too many n***as running 'round here lying Claiming my city and they ain't from mine A-town n***as so real, so raw My bloodline is [???] by law My pedigree is souls on three Souls on one, souls on four In other words f**boy I ain't no ho n***a, I'm known at the AAMCO Where the dope gets sold and the hammers blow Steal at the store where you grandma go You know the same store where you can't go Cause you ain't go, stop lying ho n***as see dumb n***as eyein' yo' Piece and chain, 'bout to blow your brain You wanna G up but you can't Real n***as do what a f**boy can't Come through 'hood in wet-a** paint Leave the car running with a filled up tank Let a motherf**er try and touch my Chevy Guarantee that I'ma put four in his belly Two in his chest and a few in his neck Then I dip back out to the flat West-side OG that be me Martin Luther King on my ID Shawty Lo and T.I.P Both know me from the goddamn streets Now ask your favourite rapper 'bout me No, ask your favourite d-boy about me Ask Lil' Lean, ask Fat Steez Ask Sleepy and Young Pill All they gonna tell you is I keep it real I put that sh** on Adamsville [Hook - k**er Mike (Shawty Lo)] You say you from the west-side? (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) You say you from the east-Side? (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) You say you from the south-side? (Well goddamn! There must be 2 sides) You say you from the north-side? (Well goddam! There must be 2 sides) [Verse 2 - k**er Mike] West-side bound but I'm east-side found Ask them Glenwood boys I'm 'round Who is these east-side n***as you 'round? Ain't never, ever seen none of 'em clowns I don't never see 'em on Candler Road In east with that [???] n***a steady saying he from Decatur p**y, you's a f**ing faker I'ma ask them n***as on Marve Road I'ma ask them n***as on Memorial I'ma ask them n***as on Panola Road If the n***as don't know, I'ma ask some hoes Why? Cause you p**y, n***a I ain't no p**y n***a Think I am then push me, n***a Wet me up and dush me, n***a Up shopping in south DeKalb South DeKalb with a [???] Or Candler Road, Red Lobster cracking With my east-side mobster faction Might see me with on a Kirkwood block With a east-side Chevy rider named Big Block Or [Moderm] Ave. with my top on drop Radio on Pac just gripping my co*k Gripping my Glock and gripping my grain On [Crumington Highway - ???] getting some brain [Raymore Drive - ???], I made my name Slinging that pure Bolivian 'caine Making some change two years before The older b**h came two years after Met Gucci Mane through DJ Funk and Daryl James I'm real with it mayne [Hook] [Outro - k**er Mike] Saying that you from here You don't never come here X9