文本歌词

Sideways - CyHi Da Prynce
Man everywhere I go man
These n***as be frownin' their faces here and s**t
Somethin' wrong with these n***as
Yeah
Soon as I pull up the driveway
With a bad b***h standin' 'bout 5'8
Around my waist where I stay
N***as irate 'cause I skate
Like Stevie Williams tryna reach a million
N***as showin' love when I reach the building
Sold out shows at East Pavillion
Probably with yo b***h if she's appealing
My car ain't a house why I need a ceiling
If she at the crib then he is drilling
Run up on me then the heat is spilling
Why you mad n***a you could barely feed your chillun'
If that's yo girl why she revealing
Her deeper feelings about me instillin'
This dick in her then fix dinner
Put my login but I don't hit enter
What's wrong you supposed to be the big spender
P***y n***a you should go and switch genders
You a female I get w**d mail
Got so much work I need 3 scales
Take the whip to go an get detailed
And hit Houston's I eat well
But I gotta ride with the 4-5
They don't like me and I don't know why
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me lookin'
They lookin'
Police think they cookin'
I sell it but I shouldn't
If I was rich trust me I wouldn't
I'm not a woman beater
But Keisha is who I'm pushin'
Sold a hundred pounds only one of them was tookin'
If I see them then I'm bookin' like
I got a show in Brooklyn
Buy some powder and some Kush'n
And a pistol in the glove department
With a loaded f**kin' cartridge for cowards that's woofin
If they pay me a million to be
You for a oh I oh I wouldn't
I'm just a boy in the hood who got that Cuban Goodin'
I sold it for the 5 even though they said I couldn't
They call me Mr Tax-A-block
First not 'cause I rap alot
I can see that I rap a burn way faster than
I rap a block
Plus this thing on my hip force
A n***a to have to hop
My partners like mechanics
You should see how fast they jack a car
They try to tap my phone so
I threw my celly out
And when I leave the crib mad can somebody tell me why
Lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Suckers hate so they screw-face
I'm hi-to-def no Blu Ray
I'm shy as hell no Lupe
I'm Bobby Cox I'm too brave
Ride around in my new shades
Clock two tres for my crusade
All my bullets fly with tips
Just like T I do clay
I'm on the way to the UK
N***as do say I'm the new Jay
I'm so polished low mileage
I'm a fresh man but I don't go to college
And I don't own a stylus
But I was on the violet
When I'm on the pilot
Like a DVD when I feed the streets
My songs is burnin' like Eazy-E Eazy-E
Eazy-E
Now you mad 'cause your girl wanna be with me
Be with me
And you know I'mma bang her like a Jeezy beat
I see you hatin' you don't need to speak
You can have her back I don't need the freak
Before a little n***a even get a chance
To reach his peak
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Sideways sideways sideways
Them haters lookin' at me
Lookin' they lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
Them haters lookin' at me
Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin'
Them haters lookin' at me
Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin'
Them haters lookin' at me
Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'
They lookin'