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Playin' Both Sides (feat. Doza the Drum Dealer)

by Cortez & Crisis

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It takes patience to win Took a loss then I'll make it again I can see it on their faces They hating again Dirty money out the dryer I'm just making it rinse Got robbed for his jewels What a chain of events Where your opps at I'm taking offense Where your block at Everybody drilling on songs Now where your chop at Recording all on the live We are not that Clean sweep Sticks and brooms Then put the mops back Dirty Kingpin and so The weight selling Tan with the Blondie too That's Faith Evans Time in the box I seen it break felons My gunna's in court But trust they ain't telling All day repping I'm not for the mentions Opps in the trenches Shots hit appendix Need doctors forensics The gang gon slide All my day ones stepping Ain't no playin both sides Made it through the rain And too many cold nights It's a beautiful thing When a flip go right He ain't reaching For the blick He just want to go live Doing too much For the gram That's the shit We don't like Yeah that's the shit We don't like Yeah that's the shit We don't like Nah nigga nah You either this or that Can't be playing both sides Off the curb Your bird powder her beak No more Twenty three and one And three showers A week God willing Psalm spilling The trap Bob Dillon Y'all gossip I'm plotting on something With high ceilings My soul's Ebenezer Blood been in the freezer Crack the corner of the joint See disco fever Glistening like Keisha Christ risen on Easter Light up his legs Turn his jeans To Evisu Please leave the booth You light Miso soup Bleed ya troops Till you abide Release the loot I teach the youth movement Keep them out Of a sentence Money is the motive My young Never attention A killer in your comments But blood was never shed You ain't never paint a wall Over something that was said Animals appear loving When all of them Are fed And two niggas Can keep a secret When one of them are dead Made it through the rain And too many cold nights It's a beautiful thing When a flip go right He ain't reaching For the blick He just wanna go live Doing too much For the gram That's the shit We don't like Yeah that's the shit We don't like Yeah that's the shit We don't like Nah nigga nah You either this or that Can't be playing both sides

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