East 2 Da Westside

Nigga I be bossin, Crenshaw
Comptin, pro clubs
Black white, cacks on
Strap tight, act right
House slippers with the black, exact type
Drive bye, that’s life
Niggas die, that’s life
Xanny bars, purp, bottle like a black sprite
Family job, go to work, gotta get my tax right
Looking for a gangstress, makes sence
Never understood her life, bitches they just cat fight
Guns, got a sloo of those
sewer hole
Nigga new or old, you can get a newer hole
Goes through your soul, something I think you should know
Bitches get it too don’t make me do your toes
word to the motherland
Killer California, my nigga, you niggas don’t understand
What’s happenin?
What’s shakin?
What’s poppin
The Bronx, Wats, Harlem, Comptin, Brooklyn
Oaclend, Chiland, Longbeach, Queensbridge
East to the westside, whole streets
Aw man, they let a gangsta in here
Lookin for hoes that gon strip down to the swimwear
I got all that from a family nigga
Be causing casualties for any sucker
Think you can handle me, I feel insulted
Fuck aroundand get charged for battery
I’m high as wings
Flying to finer things
kick it like soccer teams
Who spit on the scene
The chopper that holds a beam, I directed the clip
Back to servin feends, I hooked it up
Promethozine, a nigga is subjected to lean
I’m hanging with
Had the prodict all in my room, butterfly in a cacoon
Me and Gunz blazing in a hot white thing
What’s happenin?
What’s shakin?
What’s poppin
The Bronx, Wats, Harlem, Comptin, Brooklyn
Oaclend, Chiland, Longbeach, Queensbridge
East to the westside, whole streets