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lirik lagu pick a side / talk cash – snap capone

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[part i]

[hook]
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
aim the glock, n*ggas run in spraying shots
leg shots, my n*ggas aiming up
watch cost thirty, n*gga that’s a box
we’re gonna k!ll you then put you in a box
shove twenty*five sh*lls in the mop
in the kitchen i be scr*ping out the pot
coke’s soft, imma turn it into rock
i get excited anytime i get the drop
they’re just rappers bro, snap capone’s a k!ller
facetime with my daughter cause i miss her
keep the mac on me, turn you mac miller
me and gus, 4am still serving dinner
pick a side n*gga look me in my eyes
double life anytime i grip the nine
f*ck a gym, i’ll let my index exercise
pull up skrrt and then feed a n*gga five

[hook]
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
we go to war, i’ll put the t**th in the four
your b*tch is a wh0re, i put my d*ck in her jaw
i’m rocking in loubs, hightops these ain’t air force
just bought a new whip, clutch the exhaust
they know my name, i rap what i live
i send a hit, i’ll get your whole team dismissed
b*tch i’m shining, diamonds yellow like p*ss
i’ll pull up with reekz and stygz, that’s h*lla sticks
new gun two*tone
funeral, move home
two chromes, clap*clap, two domes
fat sh*ll, sumo
new watch too cold
buss case, loophole
whip whip, new golf
two phones
trap line ringtone
brown girl, t*bone
splash splash, jetski, sneakbo
switch phone
buss a rhyme, flipmode
coke, glock, pitbull, crystal
switch tools, pistol
ot, bristol
wrist froze
switch flows
switch hoes
snap capone official
a mac and a missile

[hook]
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you pick your side, i’ll pick my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my n*ggas ride, you n*ggas die (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[part ii]

[hook]
i talk that cash, i am so flash
pull up g*wagon skrrt, hop in the back
clutching the gat, her bum is so fat
plain presi thirty racks, swag turned to the max
i talk that cash, i am so flash
pull up g*wagon skrrt, hop in the back
clutching the gat, her bum is so fat
plain presi thirty racks, swag turned to the max

[verse]
free the guys in the marsh
cps dropped the charge
all*gold ysl, all*gold audemars
mayfair s*xy fish, red coup devilish
trap boy h*lla bricks, £50k heavy wrist
take your b*tch to stk
n*ggas singing ella mai
beat a brick, mma
chanel kicks, copped the lace
dior shirt cotton b
turn one into three
n*gga i’m what you wanna be
i get it for the cheap
g*wagon, get the special edition
flying bricks our expedition
h*lla pictures, no exhibition
two*twenty for an x in brixton
free my guys, just reminiscing
food bills, no penicillin
£100k, not a penny missing
talk tough then it’s heavy spitting

[hook]
i talk that cash, i am so flash
pull up g*wagon skrrt, hop in the back
clutching the gat, her bum is so fat
plain presi thirty racks, swag turned to the max
i talk that cash, i am so flash
pull up g*wagon skrrt, hop in the back
clutching the gat, her bum is so fat
plain presi thirty racks, swag turned to the max

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