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Doe Boy - PICK A SIDE Lyrics




[ Featuring Southside, EST Gee ]

Beezy
The big dada, blood, come on
Bein' broke don't make you no killer
Kobe Bryant
I'm just picturin' all my- (oh, really)

It ain't no beef, unless somebody die ('til you die)
I'll be outside when you decide
That you got tired of hidin' (tired of duckin' this shit)
Draco is mine, he instantly got stiff, a reckless ride (grr, grr, grr)
History of memory, I burn to see him rep the.9
Gangster or bitch, you can't decide
Nigga, make up your mind (gangster or bitch-nigga)
Y'all was cliqued up at one point in time, the deaths made y'all divide
He go online and put the police in it every time (for every time you with it)
He tryna leave a trace for the Jakes, the day you step in slime (slime)
Everybody sliders, but they know Big Zone a special kind (special)
Put him on your best ones, he gon' stretch somethin' out every time
Somethin' in my chest board, I'm the best for it, I pick and slide (slide)
The switch not miss, but ayy, I hit, survive, and put you pride
Put my VLONE on lies, he quit after the second time (grr, grr)
Dedicate your life, you'll be alright, I've been committin' mine
The big dada, black mamba snake, Kobe Bryant (Kobe Bryant)
Don't chill or post with him, get smoked with him, tryna catch a ride
Ridin' with them four nickels, my bro issue, but I made it mine
Goddamn, my Crip partner was flip-floppin', now I drop his sign
Two in the one, cross townin' up, I'm locked on either side
Can't let 'em beat us, we gon' tee up, wacth for me up time
Who got the drop? I'm buyin'

Yeah, I know someone who used to hate me as much as you
Next thing that he knew, it's over, wings out and he flew
If what I heard was true, I got a bullet for you too
'Cause beef is when you park the car, hop out and see it through
In beef, it ain't no speakin'
When you see me, nigga, shoot (You better shoot somethin')
Real beef could never be no peace, it's me or you
And beef'll probably end up bein' the flavor of your soup
I ain't turnin' down no beef
I'ma keep eatin' until I puke (oh, really? Until I, uh)

If I was you, pussy, I'd hate me too (Doe Beezy)
When it's beef, you gotta pick a side, boy, it can't be two (Boom)
Pick a crew, your decision better be wise when you choose (oh)
Like them OG, usin' his hands to up this fifty and spin through (oh, really?)
Nigga, I can't even count up all them
Blocks we been through (Baow, baow, baow)
Told her, "Hurry up with that top, bitch
I got opps to tend to" (Mwah, come here, baby)
Brand new shit, man, all them Glocks
And them new chops just came through (Rrah, baow, baow, switches)
Brand new switches on 'em, uh (Yeah, switches)
Wishin' I'd go fed, them pussy niggas want me dead (Dead)
Shot his neck, the job ain't finished, nigga, you owe me a head (fool)
I said what I said, I get mad, I see red
Sent a shot, that bitch got blocked
Left his message stuck on read (oh, really?)

Yeah, I know someone who used to hate me as much as you
Next thing that he knew, it's over, wings out and he flew
If what I heard was true, I got a bullet for you too
'Cause beef is when you park the car, hop out and see it through
In beef, it ain't no speakin'
When you see me, nigga, shoot (You better shoot somethin')
Real beef could never be no peace, it's me or you
And beef'll probably end up bein' the flavor of your soup
I ain't turnin' down no beef, I'ma keep eatin' until I puke (Until I)

808mafia
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Beezy
The big dada, blood, come on
Bein' broke don't make you no killer
Kobe Bryant
I'm just picturin' all my- (oh, really)

It ain't no beef, unless somebody die ('til you die)
I'll be outside when you decide
That you got tired of hidin' (tired of duckin' this shit)
Draco is mine, he instantly got stiff, a reckless ride (grr, grr, grr)
History of memory, I burn to see him rep the.9
Gangster or bitch, you can't decide
Nigga, make up your mind (gangster or bitch-nigga)
Y'all was cliqued up at one point in time, the deaths made y'all divide
He go online and put the police in it every time (for every time you with it)
He tryna leave a trace for the Jakes, the day you step in slime (slime)
Everybody sliders, but they know Big Zone a special kind (special)
Put him on your best ones, he gon' stretch somethin' out every time
Somethin' in my chest board, I'm the best for it, I pick and slide (slide)
The switch not miss, but ayy, I hit, survive, and put you pride
Put my VLONE on lies, he quit after the second time (grr, grr)
Dedicate your life, you'll be alright, I've been committin' mine
The big dada, black mamba snake, Kobe Bryant (Kobe Bryant)
Don't chill or post with him, get smoked with him, tryna catch a ride
Ridin' with them four nickels, my bro issue, but I made it mine
Goddamn, my Crip partner was flip-floppin', now I drop his sign
Two in the one, cross townin' up, I'm locked on either side
Can't let 'em beat us, we gon' tee up, wacth for me up time
Who got the drop? I'm buyin'

Yeah, I know someone who used to hate me as much as you
Next thing that he knew, it's over, wings out and he flew
If what I heard was true, I got a bullet for you too
'Cause beef is when you park the car, hop out and see it through
In beef, it ain't no speakin'
When you see me, nigga, shoot (You better shoot somethin')
Real beef could never be no peace, it's me or you
And beef'll probably end up bein' the flavor of your soup
I ain't turnin' down no beef
I'ma keep eatin' until I puke (oh, really? Until I, uh)

If I was you, pussy, I'd hate me too (Doe Beezy)
When it's beef, you gotta pick a side, boy, it can't be two (Boom)
Pick a crew, your decision better be wise when you choose (oh)
Like them OG, usin' his hands to up this fifty and spin through (oh, really?)
Nigga, I can't even count up all them
Blocks we been through (Baow, baow, baow)
Told her, "Hurry up with that top, bitch
I got opps to tend to" (Mwah, come here, baby)
Brand new shit, man, all them Glocks
And them new chops just came through (Rrah, baow, baow, switches)
Brand new switches on 'em, uh (Yeah, switches)
Wishin' I'd go fed, them pussy niggas want me dead (Dead)
Shot his neck, the job ain't finished, nigga, you owe me a head (fool)
I said what I said, I get mad, I see red
Sent a shot, that bitch got blocked
Left his message stuck on read (oh, really?)

Yeah, I know someone who used to hate me as much as you
Next thing that he knew, it's over, wings out and he flew
If what I heard was true, I got a bullet for you too
'Cause beef is when you park the car, hop out and see it through
In beef, it ain't no speakin'
When you see me, nigga, shoot (You better shoot somethin')
Real beef could never be no peace, it's me or you
And beef'll probably end up bein' the flavor of your soup
I ain't turnin' down no beef, I'ma keep eatin' until I puke (Until I)

808mafia
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Writer: Cotrell Dennard, Joshua Luellen, George Stone III
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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