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on my side - z-ro lyrics

[chorus]
fifty on my side
please don’t make me slide
you better warn all your guys
soon as they try that abn sh*t, then all them boys gon’ die

[post*chorus]
we gon’ see
and wherever they fix faces, that’s where he gon’ be
that’s what you get for talkin’
jaw wide shut, how the f*ck is he gon’ eat? huh
mumblin’ when you’re talkin’
f*ck around and he won’t breathe
you better move on

[verse 1]
you see, the key to stayin’ rich after you make it, you can’t be f*ckin’ with broke*ass n*ggas (yeah, movе on)
they gon’ act like they gon’ ridе or die for you ’til they get the chance to be roach*ass n*ggas (move on)
all them haters gon’ run they mouth ’til they face me and be an i*got*my*jaw*broke*ass n*gga (move on)
i am a hoover, homie, always outside, a give*a*f*ck*if*it’s*safe*ass n*gga, ro

[chorus]
fifty on my side
please don’t make me slide
you better warn all your guys
soon as they try that abn sh*t, then all them boys gon’ die
[verse 2]
nah (h*ll nah), i don’t go back and forth with n0body (no)
if i did, y’all know who would be my last four bodies
headed to buffalo bayou with half a whole body (splat)
you headed to home depot ’cause you a homebody (haha)
bro know he ain’t built for this sh*t like look at bro body (look at him)
he gotta pull up with y’all, he can’t pull up with n0body (i mean, though)
y’all have no followers, y’all talkin’ sh*t to n0body (n0body)
so when y’all talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, i don’t even know ’bout it (what he say?)
slapped the f*ck out your b*tch ass for talkin’ so c*cky (you)
and your people know what you said, so they ain’t gon’ stop me (you)
i know they hate me, whatever i do, they gon’ knock me (what they gon’ do?)
but it don’t matter what they do to me, they won’t stop me (ayy)
you poppin’ pills and smokin’ cigarettes, you so sloppy (ayy)
fightin’ me gon’ feel like you versus a whole posse (ayy)
couldn’t play the role long enough to get the dough out me
still, my b*tches, they still be suckin’ the soul out me (woo)

[chorus]
fifty on my side (i got the fifty on my side)
please don’t make me slide (i ain’t tryna need no one)
you better warn all your guys (you better tell them hoes)
soon as they try that abn sh*t, then all them boys gon’ die (huh, huh)

- z ro lyrics

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