Eastside-Westside

Eastside, ****, Westside, ****

Eastside, ****, Westside, ****

Eastside, ****, Westside, ****

Eastside, ****, Westside, ****

Here I come with a 410 Mossberg

Pistol grip pump, now punk fools finna get served

Chillin' in the cut, ready to dump with my road dogs

Smokin' a blunt, now my car's full of herb smog

Gangsters in Watts they grew up by the gang shit

It's time to get paid to live the life of rich and famous

Some are still peacin', some ain't down with that peace trip

I'm rollin on D's, I got my 9 with them 1-6

Stupid busters come to step to me to show me he's brave

But I'm afraid he been slayed

Then make his ??, lookin' off in the grave, punk

G-Pops once again, I'm back

Fresh black Chucks, still twisted off the Cognac

You messed up but you gave it your best

The Westside is the side, to place your best guess

We're down with the set trip if you want the funk

I draw down, pistol whip you then I take your lump

If it's trouble you want, fool, grab your Glock

(It's the Westside Rida!) G-Pops

I keep it goin' if it's on and it's poppin'

Yes, I fold you, we're Young Soldierz

Still stuck on the streets starvin', stomach grumblin'

My knuckles mad scarred from all the rumblin', stumblin' over bodies

Damn, they almost got me good

Neither cops or cats can neither stop me hood

Should I serve 'em and swervin' and skip town?

Oh yeah, we gon' get down, fool, you gon' get clowned

How did you figure the trigger weapon wouldn't jump in all rounds

I'll be dumpin' all slugs I'd be pumpin' off

Pumpin' Eastside-Westside to set it off

You got something on your chest, fool, let it off

Once again, once again, the Dogg is back

What's up to the hookers and peace to the hood rats

My hood is down below, too hoe? for the tip-top

I got enough jackers, get around like 2Pac

Damn, here comes the One Time, what it's all about?

Throw the strap in the bushes, put the yay in my mouth

Gotta get away, can't be goin' to jail and

Nothing but smooth sailin', uh, uh, uh

The Westside got it poppin'

Fools steady droppin', young dogs and hogs

Westsiiiide!

Little homie, who is you? Big Yank, what's happenin'?

Is you rollin' with the Warriors? Yes, it's on and crackin' (Sup?)

It's the kingpin gangsta with no boss

At no cost a loud mouth'll get ya broke off

Now we can step into the streets and we can chunk 'em

All I say is "Give me no hesitation, no way, no dumpin'"

As I bail down the Five as a YG

Nuthin' but a dogg, but the projects is IN MEEEE!

And that's really all I know, YS to the brain

Eastside 'til I die, stayin' real with this thang

It's the Y-B-I-G, punks break wild

Watchin' gangster stumble back, trippin' off and say you lack

As I tweak in my seat on a new wild parked

Fools homicide, keepin' up the Westside

As you know I ain't no joke or no riddle

Quit when I set trip, bailin' up the middle (YG)

They caught us first, we can never be no gentlemen

I wear Chucks, boxer trunks and a Pendleton

As I step, now I'm fresh out the shower

It's all on the Westside, flossin' in my Eddie Bauer

Lil' Stretch here to face, come to check nuts

Layin 'em down so tell me now, who's next up?

I'm hittin' corners in my '4 ass lifted-up

Back to the Eastside, fool, as I hit you up

Big nuts, black Chucks and a fresh Glock

Fresh socks, khaki cut-offs and tank-tops

So if you really hear me, fool, won't cha let me know

Roll up the window, fire up that endo

I'mma do the same as a YG, throw back

To the Eastsiiiiide

Where we known to jack, huh

What's up, trick? What's up, trick?

WOOP-WOOP WOOP-WOOP...

Eastside, Eastside

Westside, Westside...