K-Rino - On My Side lyrics

(talking:) Listen, tell y'all bout my side of town Just like, your side of town My side of town Where haters jackers, and police ride around Watch where you find yourself boy Watch where you find yourself, my side of town Where haters jackers, and police ride around listen Yeah, watch where you find yourself My side of town Where haters jackers, and police ride around yeah Watch where you find yourself boy, listen (K-Rino:) I'm on the cut, focused in on my mission I spot laws from the corner, like perifferal vision I stay humble, but if ever we rumble You get swung on like baseballs, or trees in the jungle We lie we still, smoke weed we rob we k** Put diamonds in our grill, and pop X pills Have s** for scrill, move weight for big faced bills Fornicate daily, and sip drank and emcees chase deals We pushing c**aine, with no containment And it's a dead homie's mama, making funeral arrangements We talk slow, but our game is faster And it's a lady church member, getting smashed by the Pastor It's a playa, bout to get caught slipping And 18 year old girls, is prostitute and stripping (on my side), and boys is always lying And police hara**ing folks, that's why they always dying (Hook:) (on my side), my side of town Where haters jackers, and police ride around (on my side), my side of town Where we make paper, and lil' boppers is always down (K-Rino:) (on my side), laws pull you over for nothing People get murdered for crumbs, and po' people are suffering Take a picture, a stray bullet could possibly hit ya And it's a k**er at the red light, that's plotting to get ya After ten, it's a crackhead that's smoking again And somebody's husband or wife, is laying up with they friend And it's a couple of young gangstas, bout to blast they heat And it's a snitch talking to the FED's, as we speak (on my side), ninety degrees is cool And elementary kids, bring guns and weed to school If somebody saying they do, that mean they probably don't And a clean ride, will get you any gal that you want (on my side) we po' drank, for every playa that sunk It's enough liquor on the ground, to get the cement drunk And if you walk through, you better have a ghetto pa** Cause a 60 year old lady, might jack your a** (Hook:) (on my side), my side of town Where haters jackers, and police ride around (on my side), my side of town Where we make paper, and lil' boppers is always down (on my side), my side of town Where if you come around here capping, you will get clowned (on my side), my side of town Where you regret, to see a young body laying on the ground (K-Rino:) (on my side), a baby mama is plotting And boys is dropping mo' underground tapes, than Bin Laden And down the street, it's a dude that's grinding With a trunk full of work, and the laws is behind him And cats blaze, see his T smoke hays Half the females either dyking, or they go both ways And everybody, want d** and s** Some got new cars, and living in the damn projects (on my side), you better learn to fight Bullets burn and bite, it might be your turn tonight If it's plex between me and you, might witness division It's competition in the G-code, it's like a religion We buy and sell, the females are fine as hell And on the cool, half of them done did time in jail (on my side), you might a seven year old cuss And every race got a business, in our hood but us (Hook)