Meek Mill - Northside Southside (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - Northside Southside (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, look on the 'net and they
talkin' 'bout bannin' me
Just left the dealer, I
told him to Phantom me
I cannot be with no niggas
that's fans of me
No kizzy
I don't know why these lil'
niggas be playing with me
Murder for murder, they
ain't understanding me
Take one of mine, that shit
end with your family
Perkies, thirties, young niggas
shooting like Currys
Walking in the club, no searching
Whack him for a check, yeah, surfin'
Spinning, sinning
Sinning, winning
I know the way that we living that wе
probably going to Hell any minute
He nеver been on a mission, I see in
his eyes, I can tell if he bitching
Treat him like Trey, get out the car,
I know they gon' tell if he did it
My got them tickies for selling
them brickies, but he ain't
made the cell in a minute
Niggas been busting them U-eys,
I'll never forget it, I ain't
take a L in a minute
You a bitch, he a rat, he a fraud,
on the 'Gram like he was that
Baby mama, she a groupie, in the Lamb',
swerving with me eating gat
Big dog, real boss, make a call,
nigga, you will be a pack
Cut a check, real nigga, credit
card fraud, yeah, he was cap
Capping
I know you niggas be capping
I hit the switch on you, tapping
Two type of niggas, the niggas
that watch and the niggas
that go make it happen
I don't look up to no rappers
I ain't been talking no trapping
I've been investing, just chose
up a check, it's ten million,
and that was on test
Woo, I'm just turning up
When it's beef, shit, I can't sleep,
that shit be burning me up
Front of Louis V, right on Rodeo,
I pull up and donut the truck
What's a hundred to me? Give
that shit to my homie and tell
him go run that shit up
Niggas can't fuck with the gang
Big FN on me hang
Yeah, Northside, Southside shit
Nigga, I ain't tripping
out 'bout no bitch
I make the Maybach bounce, got
shorty going up in the trap
while she ride my dick
Niggas want internet clout, tell
'em spin on his house, I don't
really wanna talk 'bout shit
My niggas got bricks for cheapers,
niggas got bits and pieces (Yeah)
Niggas just showing their
weakness, man, they just
quit, the weakest (Yeah)
Never no problem sleeping, Hollow
just squish them leeches
Yeah, make it a scary movie,
pussy, get trick or treated
Don't know what's up in it, he doesn't
know, Hollowman's tapping it
Yeah, upping them out and they bitch
on my left, how did he pattern it?
Yeah, nobody's clapping it
I put my back in it
Yeah, I got the strap, parked
up, wrapping the rag on it
Yeah, Southside shit
Niggas all working outside shifts
Niggas get melt with drive-by clips
You never gon' work them
Muay Thai kicks
Yeah, bounce that bitch
Pussy smells like fish
H got them Sheek, Styles like Kiss
Yeah, who's to be tested?
H, truth to be destined
Yeah, man get run over, vroom-
vroom, who's the pedestrian?
Yeah, just got a new strap, boom-
boom, shoot it for testing
Yeah, fuck the domestics, man
just move to a next ting
Northside, Southside shit
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