The Other Side

[La the Darkman]

Yeahhh...

L.A.D

I'm all about that cheese, swiss or mozerella

Muenster, kobe, American or cheddar

When it come to robbery, nobody do it better

Notorious L.A.D, fresh Coogi sweater

The cleanest, lyrics is the meanest

Understand my English, nigga I'm a genius

Ice like a snow cone, writin' in my iPhone

Went from sellin' crack to sellin' ringtones

Straight out the projects to million dollar homes

Inside the Carter, cookin' 36 zones

36 O's and I break them all down

In and out of every trap, all through the A-town

The Embassy A.M.G, Young Money merger

I'm a Young Champ Like Ben Roethlisberger

S.S. Chevy with the big block engine

Rims and paint cost me a whole pension


[Jae Millz]

I don't need nothing but my niggas and enough weed to go around

A tinted sedan, some grams and loaded pound

Fuck what another nigga think of me

I'm thinkin' multi-millions, he thinkin' G's

Nigga please, get your mind right

Fuck tryna be fresh, get your grind right

Cuz I'm like, so in another league

I throw my pitches at different degrees

And I spiril my pigskins at different speeds

And I hit threes cuz at different times I release

My shot cold, nigga, I'm Hot

Don't be tight cuz you not

Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath

I'm the good, I'm the bad, I'm the devil, I'm Jesus

Its Young Money Bitch, the game needs us

Gudda Gudda, what it is nigga?

Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live nigga

My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealership

And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they feelin' sick

Diamond rings, diamond chains, royal suites, private planes

Palm trees, big change, I can't complain

I made a promise to myself that I'll never be have-not

Nigga fuck being broke, shit

Before that day come, I'll A.K. stamp ya

When there's beef, I'm in the center like Tyson Chandler

Fuck what you heard, in the booth I goes off

Like the lights if you ain't payin' us the third

And you already two months late witcha bill

Clown nigga you's a lame, bitch nigga, I'm Millz

Young Mullah


[Gudda-Gudda]

If you didn't, now you know

Its the million dollar nigga with the million dollar flow

Icicle chain got a million dollar glow

Quarter mill for the gang if you tryna book a show

Temp plates on the Bentley, ridin' through the 'jects

Got a pocket full of money nigga, Hand on my tech

I'm demandin' respect, I'm a man to respect

Disrespect your man, put my hand 'round his neck

Its no other than Gudda Gudda man

Still bout my money nigga, fuck another man

I'm on the paper chase, all about the hustle man

I be climbin' through your window like I'm fucking Bruh Man

Look I'm - Shady Aftermath, put your head in a scope

A bank roll with bucks is what these young niggas killin' for

The game dirty on the streets tryna deal Yayo

Fifty clips at his hat leave a peeled potato


[Lil Wayne]

I call my nina bay like San Diego

Get me twisted and I'm a turn into a tornado

And all my riders ridin' like a Winnebago

You stay, but I'm a let that A.K. go

Rawer than a qualo, shoot you like Halo

Give ya ass a halo

These bitches walk around actin like they J.lo

Man, I remember when these bitches was just hey ho

Hey ho, how you doing?

Me, I'm doing every fuckin' thang

Smokin' them dykes, I'm on that Mary fucking Jane

This shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil Wayne

And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Lil Wayne, ha

And bitch I'm greedy

But if I keep eatin' you rappers, I'll get sugars diabetes

Sweetie, I'm a different species

I'll crush your two fingers into a million pieces

What the fuck do I be thinkin?

Kill, kill, murder and Benjamin Franklin

Your girlfriend is into them gangstas

And me being a gangsta, I get into your girlfriend

I stay still when the world spins

And ain't nobody flyer than the Birdman

You heard me, you heard him

Him being me

And we are better than

All you y'all bitches, niggas, hoes

Enemies, foes

Threes, twos, ones

But these dudes won