Pick a Side lyrics

[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Yeah, uh
(Ayo, ILL Tone)
Gang sh*t, n*gga
Brrt, ah
Look

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
From this point on, I'm the f*ckin' king
Took over the game and can't nobody do a f*ckin' thing (What you gon' do, pus*y?)
I do the shootin', I score the most on the other team
I get the finals MVP trophy and the f*ckin' ring (Ha)
Rolled a eighth of London Pound in my Russian Cream
My shooter don't drink liquor, he want a cup of lean ('Kay)
That fool do not think, n*gga just wanna up his thing (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I call my gun Big Pun, shatter your f*ckin' dreams (Woo)
If it's a issue, ain't no f*ckin' thing (Nah)
Let a bullet hit him in his side, bust his spleen (Brrt)
f*ck you mean, n*gga? Every verse is f*ckin' mean (Uh-huh)
I ain't battle-rappin' n*ggas, I'm just gon' f*ck his queen (Hahaha)
b*tch can't even wear no f*ckin' jeans
She way too thick, that ass so fat on her it bust the seams ('Kay)
My n*ggas'll flip and shoot up the scene (Boom, boom, boom)
Shooter tweakin' off a half a Perc' and a f*ckin' bean (Ha), Machine

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side (Pick a side)
And you f*ck n*ggas hatin' can suck a di*k and die (Suck my di*k, n*gga)
Young n*gga loadin' his chopper, that n*gga finna slide (Boom, boom, boom)
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side, oh, I
(Pick a side, n*gga, you with us, or against us, huh?)
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side, oh, I
(Yeah, gang sh*t, n*gga)
And you f*ck n*ggas hatin' can suck a di*k and die, oh, I (Brrt)
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
Look
f*ckin' my b*tches on Dior sheets (Hahaha)
Just made a buck-fifty in a short week (Bag)
Uh, shootin' the stick that stand four feet (Brrt)
Your mother lost her other son already, so that's more grief (She hurtin')
Pop the cork on the Clicq', it feel good seein' my dog eat
I'm the god, I don't f*ck with the pork meat (Not at all)
Prick home, they let my boy free (Uh-huh)
Water on the neck, it make the whores speak (Woo)
My n*gga, talk cheap (Talk to 'em)
I take a b*tch out the hood and I put her in Rafs ('Kay)
I'm in her kitchen with a bird I just put in the bath (Whip up)
I can get a n*gga smoked, I just put up the bag
Offered a dub, brodie said he'll cook him for half (Give me ten, bro)
Body on the east side, news, bullet and flash (Ha)
I'm like Magic to these b*tches, I don't look when I pass (Ha)
Rap sh*t don't pan out, then I'm pushin' a slab ('Kay)
Got a drum on the FN, I will put 'em in caskets, n*gga (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side (Pick a side)
And you f*ck n*ggas hatin' can suck a di*k and die (Suck my di*k, n*gga)
Young n*gga loadin' his chopper, that n*gga finna slide (Boom, boom, boom)
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side, oh, I
(Pick a side, n*gga, you with us, or against us, huh?)
You against us, or with us? My n*gga, pick a side, oh, I
(Yeah, gang sh*t, n*gga)
And you f*ck n*ggas hatin' can suck a di*k and die, oh, I (Brrt)