Jay Rock - The Other Side (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Jay Rock - The Other Side (en) Lyrics
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90059, we them zip holders
Brick runners, real hunters,
Cosa Nostra
Got dope for your nostrils too
First parking lot, three doors
down (We got you, Rock)
Cutter niggas with the
shit and we got bread
Big chopper turn your dome
piece to a drop-head
Ain't nothing like a project bitch
Making that cal fresh
and cal word flip
We set up shop and sling
nicks out our house
If police hit, ain't shit coming
out our mouths (Solid)
My day one niggas, yeah, my niggas
I'm thugging with (Solid)
Trey-eight specials, four-
fours, we sluggin' shit
You ain't know? (You ain't know?)
That's why them bammers
in the hood now
They inchin' to get a little footage
to shut the hood down (Down)
But we here to stay
Why Watts, nigga, we don't play
I'll tell you why, nigga (Tell
you why, East Side)
Running from the cops, bustin' potshots,
aiming at my enemies
Everybody gotta die but come
across me, I'ma kill first
'fore you kill me, ayy
'Cause all the guap, all the knots,
all the scars that I got, it
started off the block, ayy
Grass ain't greener on this
side and on the other side
my gun still cocked
'Cause it started off the block
Ride with the yeeky that's cause
it's mandated (Gangland)
All type of glickeries, little
hand caters (Gangland)
Eager to get it, they told
me have patience
Land at your resi', they
got a bag waiting
We pulling up for it, we
in the bag claimage
They keep it copacetic 'cause
we act faded (Act faded)
Body for body, it's really
that gangster (Yeah)
My bitches be trafficking
off of Backpages
One fourth of a million, this all
rap paper (This all rap paper)
'Nother fourth of a million,
that's out the trap paper (That's
out the trap paper)
The Five-O circle and
double back later
10 P's of Cookie in the duffle,
double that later
Lot of niggas traded on
us during offseason
Get you some guala and watch
how the peasants all greasy
If I could call a dead homie,
I would call Deezy
He was tapped in with all the
leaders that we all needed
You either pray or play for your
team, that's red or blue
Make sure you got bleach to
get rid of that residue
No chill dealin' with rule
breakers and vandals
Blowers in the bando, fitteds
with the flannel
East Side Johnny and them,
a bunch of have nots
Out to reinforce the blacktop,
watch the backdrop
I represent, from that
nick, it's an aspect
You ain't down to toss the dice
for yourself? You side bet
We live threats, gotta
flip, take it off
Fuck 'em all, gotta ball,
we stuck in that mindset
And the belly of the beast is
some shit you can dissect
Food for thought, this reality,
shit you can digest
They feel some type of way,
oh yeah, we see the curve
Ray Bans on in the summer
and then we swerve
East Side shit, nothing
is by the book though
I ain't prejudge you, just keep your
ear to the hook, though (East Side)
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