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lirik lagu sideshow – jay loud

[verse 1]
shawty like answer yo phone i’m up at the telly
she want want the d-ck in her belly
i’m like i’ll answer my phone whenever i’m ready
right now i’m keeping sh-t steady
she say she don’t like the way that i flex
lil b-tch you lucky yo -ss not my ex
i’ll do some sh-t make you cry make you stress
f-ck hoes on video and send to my ex
bet you don’t wanna be apart of that mess
i’ll drop a b-tch and then stack me a check
n-ggas be mad ’cause they heard i’m up next
real b-tt-hurt ’cause i f-cked on they ex
i ain’t give a f-ck i was waiting like next
didn’t even f-ck i only got the neck
got lost in a bubble trying to get a check
hit him with the double hollows out the tech

[hook]
b-tch we finna slide
it ain’t no getting away ’cause my n-ggas k!lling this time
b-tch we finna ride
we coming through with the k we knocking the brains out yo mind
don’t give a f-ck ’bout a n-gga that’s throwing the shade we knocking the bones out yo spine
n-ggas be actin like i’m finna give ’em some money, b-tch you ain’t getting a dime

b-tch we finna slide
it ain’t no getting away ’cause my n-ggas k!lling this time
b-tch we finna ride
we coming through with the k we knocking the brains out yo mind
don’t give a f-ck ’bout a n-gga that’s throwing the shade we knocking the bones out yo spine
n-ggas be actin like i’m finna give ’em some money, b-tch you ain’t getting a dime

[verse 2]
and i don’t give a f-ck ’bout the sh-t that you rapping n-gga
i’ll come and smack a n-gga
i know you put up and you trying to hide from n-ggas
but i’m still gon’ slide on n-ggas
and you be claiming like you really ’bout it n-gga
until i come find you n-gga
i’m not no motherf-cking pushover b-tch
that’s why you scared to come try me n-gga
i got this sh-t out the motherf-cking trap
back home ain’t no game in the nap
n-ggas steady getting took off the map
got ran out the city by law and that’s facts
n-ggas be claiming they really want smoke with me
boy you a hoe to me
my k!llers will blow for free
if not get you gone for cheap
you don’t want war with me
i got this sh-t out the bubble
i got in way too much trouble
hit the block once then i double
make the bullets and you cuddle
or i’ll beat yo -ss with a shovel
i done came from the struggle
i got my foot out the puddle
i got this sh-t on the double
all of you rappers is funny to me, you had the rock but you fumbled
had the sh-t and then you stumbled
hate when y’all rap and y’all mumble
y’all n-ggas ain’t trying to rumble
you don’t know nothing ’bout no hustle
you ain’t came up out the jungle
i left the village like mumble
only look up to my momma
and i look up to my fam
talking that sh-t, i’mma blam
cook his -ss up like some ham
then go roll a spliff with some grams

- jay loud

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