Lyrics Both Sides - John Gotti

I seen he a bitch so we took em off
If he ain′t 100 then he ain't my dog
Could be here today & then gone tomorrow
So when I get up ima sit wit the mob
I know ima make it, I know I ain′t far
The shit that you giving ain't up to par
If you try slide we shoot up the car
& We spinning back just to finish the job

They biting the style & stealing the sauce
Keep tryna be like me but don't know the cost
Stunting on niggas I know that they washed
& Catching these plays like I′m randy moss
I′m making a difference give back to the squad
The streets say they love me they know I ain't fraud
Post up in my hood & then chill wit the stars
Caught a flight to la just to look at the stars
& You know I ain′t tripping the money I blew that
If I got 4 my mother get 2 racks
My bitch she too bad her body be too snatched
Kissing & telling no we don't do that
Repping that 24 wearing them 23s
He say that he Gotti but that nigga ain′t me
You need a p just pull up on st steve
Miss you the death r.I.P big steve
& I'm grinding too hard I ont care if a bitch leave
He caught a body but he only 16
Can′t trust a hoe she a burn you like chlorine
All of fits & money be too clean
My name been places I swear I ain't seen
It's crazy cuz I really ain′t hit the scene
Nlmb they don′t know what the mean
Never leaving my brothers I stay wit my team
If I up it I know ima blow it cuz I really learned from all the OGs
Ain't never gon need me a beam
Cuz my aim a1 I can shoot through the seems
Mix the louis wit gain & supreme
In my cup I ain′t sipping no lean
Cuz where I come if you lacking you can shot or killed by fein

I seen he a bitch so we took em off
If he ain't 100 then he ain′t my dog
Could be here today & then gone tomorrow
So when I get up ima sit wit the mob

I know ima make it, I know I ain't far
The shit that you giving ain′t up to par
If you try slide we shoot up the car
& We spinning back just to finish the job
These niggas be broke I ain't beefing wit you
They want me respond cuz they need the views
& Most of the time they wan get wit the crew
This arp knock his ass right out his shoes
I been thru a lot but you never would knew
I slept on the floor niggas ain't have a clue
I was running them streets when my hw was due
My mother was like lor boy you a fool
I figured it out that I′m real nothing like them
This nigga mad cuz the bitches don′t like him
He really lifed her I one night her
Met her at 10 by 12 I piped her
It's cool that they playing both sides
I got killers & goons on go from both sides
Ain′t nowhere to go hide
I can put in play in my house eating home fries