I got to finish this motherfucker I got to get this tape out bro
I got to get this shit out they been waiting on this shit for too long
I'm just keeping it a stack Man I'm talking about like right now
I don't care what nobody talking about I'm fine to drop on these niggas ass I don't even Care
Yea follow me nigga I'll lead the way
Naw I know this side this my side alright
This the calm before the storm boy
Road to that wicked side i hope you brought your gun boy
On my side you couldn't rep this side if you wouldn't born there
Real trappers screaming fuck the cops because they got bond Fair
Keep my grass cut bitch I got lawn care
Ay this a smooth sail
We supply what they demand don't need no clientele
Heard he in a cell I get him poked like he stepped on a nail
Every turtle always think they hard until you crack they shell
Pussy boy where you from I got to know
You can't just be walking round
On my side it's wicked
If you look like him they walk you down
Fow fow fow fow Whole lot of sticks like Chinatown
Left him in the street now detectives playing lost & found
Yeah let me tell him where it started at
Right here in that zone 1 on Simpson I was in the heart of that
Couple haters probably try to put a lot of cap on it like a starter cap
Word to the wise on my side bitch I started rap
Hanging with some Gangster's & some trappers & some shooter
I'm a Gangster I'm a rapper I'm A shooter don't make me prove it
On that west learned how to maneuver
Hit his top that's his medulla
He went down and he ain't moving
ATL gone have to scoop him
I can tell you how to survive but you got to listen close
Walk a tight rope
Better get all your ducks inside a row
Cuz one duck might sink the whole ship & you know how that go
& If you love your hoe
Keep her of this side cause we backdoor
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Keep her off this side because we back doe
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Ay what you thought it was over huh
Stack your ends Nigga gone try to play you if you owe em some
You know that's your brother nigga let you hold his gun
If you catch a body he won't tell em nun
Never get no hoe involved
On the west bitch gone bring you up or be your downfall
We don't pop no Xanax, but I got bars & I take perc's and all
Slowed up on the lean cause I don't like nodding off
Welcome to the wicked side
Welcome to the wicked side
Welcome to da Yea Yea
Welcome to da wicked side