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di$ side - godhandusa lyrics

[intro: gonda & project pat]
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch k!lla*k!lla
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch smackin’ k!lla
k!lla, k!lla, k!lla, k!lla
from the east side, to the west side (pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch k!lla*k!lla)
from the east side, to the west side (pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch smackin’ k!lla*k!lla)
from the east side, to the west side
never inside, always outside

[chorus: gonda]
from the*from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
never*never inside, always outside

[verse 1: gonda]
when i*when i*when i’m walkin’ down the block, brown paper bag sippin’
middle finger to the cops and i do not give a f*ck
east side, west coast, godhand do the most
i’ma pull up with the bread, pop up, turn ’em into toast
p*ssy m*th*f*ckas talk sh*t, i let it hit
bad b*tch with the big hips, she let me hit
you get pushed back, get yo f*ckin’ wig split
over that kush pack, shoulda let me get it quick
actin’ ignorant, like i don’t know sh*t
light a big spliff, take a m*th*f*ckin’ hit if you ain’t b*tch made
and don’t come over this way unless you want this fade or the f*ckin’ switchblade
yeah, talk about my gang ho, i let it bang
let that m*th*f*cka sang ho, my pinky ring got a m*th*f*ckin’ eye on it
that sh*t insane, sidewalk, you could die on it, if god say
actin’ sad, you can hang for it, that’s suicide
i could never leave my brother though, it’s do or die
i don’t really gotta think ’bout it if it’s you or i
g*g*godhand run it it, don’t come over dis side
[chorus: gonda]
from the*from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
never*never inside, always outside

[chorus: gonda]
from the*from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
from the east side, to the west side
never*never inside, always outside

[verse 2: mongo]
o*o*o*op*op*opps get to droppin’, godhand been choppin’ and poppin’
yo sh*t is floppin’, we croppin’ you out the pic just to polish
i*i*i stick with the solid, you gon’ be sick with the knowledge
that i can dig in your fridge and put your children through college
i stay low, f*ck a molly, oxy, roxy, pop me promptly if you thinkin’ i’m tryna geek up
kickin’ back with my feet up, choppa got double d cups
p*ssies wish they could be us
fake hoes, brain slow as h*ll until you re*up
b*tch you know we keep it poppin’ from the north side (what?)
to the south side (what?), up on every side
b*b*b*b*tch you know i keep a rocket it to yo dome piece (what?)
let that sh*t fly (what?), i’ma get mine (what?)
godhand, godhand, godhand
g*godhand be the m*th*f*ckin clique, p*ssy step up
n*n*north side to the south side, suck a d*ck, get ya bread up
e*e*east side to the west side, get it lit
[outro: gonda & mongo]
from the*from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
never*never inside, always outside (godhand, godhand)
from the*from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
from the east side, to the west side (godhand, godhand)
never*never inside, always outside (godhand, godhand)

- godhandusa lyrics

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