Get right or left Lyrics

Right or left

Tide

Yea

Get right or left, nigga, come on

Get right or left, get right or left, get right or left , get right or left

Yeah, get right or left

I stand on ten all by myself, you play wit gang, you on the shelf

Put belt to ass, you say that name, the wrong lane his ah, went left

Ole buddy dead can't stay that, name but I had heard , he catchin shells

Dey took my bro shit hurt my, heart you must not know how that shit felt

You must not know, bro, layin dead all in that coffin by hiself

had to get ,get back for my bro then double back, and got some wealth

It's $4M I'll kill ah opp dead , till ain't nobody left

These niggas wolf me on the net, man, don't make me grab my belt

I squirt the fully so damn much, I watch this bitch just fucking melt

Da opps be pouring like it's rain, I'd rather die than go to jail

They say ole buddy ass had died, and all i fuckin' seen was death

Well, in my mind, Im really fuck him, and he died like, oh, well

Yea I got demons in my mind, look in my eyes and you can tell

I'm sending blitzs to your house, knock Ona door, we giving mail

I know my glock, be styling shit, push back his head like it was gel

He spoke on H, his ass gon' die, I swear to God, send him to hell

I blew that fye, that shit was thumping, shit was ringing like a bell

Man free my brother out that cell, they need to free em out that jail

They keep on claiming he's a snitch, I know my bro would never tell

I know my bro been getting active and we , screaming out fuck 12

I stand on ten all by myself, he play with gang, he on the shelf

Put belt to ass you say that name, the , wrong lane, his ass went left

Ole buddy dead cant say no names , but I had heard , he catching shells

They took my bro, shit hurt my heart, you must not know how that shit felt

You must not know, bro, layin dead, all in that coffin by itself

I had to get ,get back for my bro, then double-backed got sum wealth

It's $4M I'll kill a opp dead , till , ain't nobody left

These niggas woofing on the net, man, don't make me grab my belt

You know we always on the south, that's why we clutching on that pipe

And I just rap up on a Beat, lil nigga, ion never fuckin write

They say they smoking up on H, we'll get em gon just by the tonight

These niggas always goin left so me, and bro, who we going right

Get right or get left on the pavement, walk him down like Westly Snipes

They locked, my bro killed the other, Im known , that shit der ain't right

You know I'm fresh up out the struggle, daddy taught me how to hustle

You know I'm a real trap, baby, you know we got it off the muzzle

I told lil, bro, get right or left, he chose the left, so now he gone

I x that nigga, out the circle he First to say he did nothing wrong

Throw a bitch a couple twenty's , slurp the dick up off the bone

I swear to switchy just like, flurr, flurr , flurr , ten to his dome

I stand on ten all by myself, he play with gang, he on the shelf

Put belt to ass ,you say that name, da wrong lane his ah , went left

Yo brother dead, can't say no names, but I heard he catch shit

They took my bro, shit hurt my heart, you must not know how that shit feel

You must not know, bro, laying dead all in that coffin by hiself

I had to get ,get back for my bro, then double-backed and got sum well

It's $4M I'll kill a opp dead till ain't nobody left

These nigga wolf me ' on the net, man, don't make me grab my belt