[Eazy-E] Rolling in my motherfucking rag-top Chevrolet Eazy-E headed Eastside, Trece To kick it with my homeboys, chill Hit 'em up, C-P-motherfucking-T for real Rolling down Compton Boulevard See some BG's selling dope by the school yard To rep my set I say "What's up" Eazy-motherfucking-E the OG, I gives a fuck Now I'm in LA and I'm flossing See your bitch I used to fuck Bust a left at Slauson At the light, on Hoover make a right All the way down to 49th Aw shit, I'm here Pop the trunk, I got bud and beer You can't fuck with us, you can't fade it Cuz the locos I kick it with is straight gang related Motherfucker
[Chorus] Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck
[Eazy-E] Yeah So why don't you tell these motherfuckers what it's really like On the motherfucking Eastside Kick that shit
[Toker, Danger and Wicked] Crazy gang bangers, we don't give a fuck Bald head, Ben Davis, like my homeboy said Blue-ragging for the Sur, I ain't down with the red Crazy motherfuckers from the streets of LA Eastside South Central's where the fuck we stay Hanging out with the homies, out banging non-stop Rolling deep like a motherfucker always on the block Smoking that sherm, tripping out on the high Fuck these fools up, holding down the Eastside I can put this on my mom and everything I love I'ma die for my hood, I'm not no motherfucking punk I'm a straight gang-banger that don't give a shit And got a gang of crazy homies that you can't fuck with Bald head, creased up, got my shit, I'm strapped Eastside on my stomach, 13 on my back So run up motherfucker and watch your ass get cold Ese fucking with the homies just like fucking with the hood Put a slug in your culo and make this shit understood Simon, you know how this shit go Yeah
[Chorus]
[Toker, Danger and Wicked] South Central, Eastside Where the Trece ride We put a strap to your head, fuck a punk drive-by Back up on the time, we was getting high Hitting corners on a beach cruiser through the Eastside Catching fools slipping, where the fuck you from The motherfuckers run so we cock and slow as one Knocking them fools out, shank in the neck Started tripping on his head and beating on his chest You slipped and got caught, now you layed to rest In the streets of the hood we don't give a fuck I got the quete at my side keeping trucha for the cops Fuck that loco, I ain't going down 25 with the L, three strikes, I ain't going down We do what we gotta do and get on And fuck what they on cuz that's the way that shit's done In crazy ass Los it's an everyday trip You gotta watch your back, if not you're gonna get clipped Fucking crazy ass vatos, pelones, cabrones Coming at you motherfuckers creeping on the calles homies Hell yeah, homies going crazy at that wack You gotta rack these motherfuckers with this crazy ass tat I'm down with my hood and my crazy ass homies Real motherfuckers, we don't fuck with phonies Eastside till I die and the Trece to the grave I live and I'll die in the streets of LA Kicking back in the hood and we always kick it deep Holding down and protect and I'll kill for my street Bang for the gang, and down to bust some time And don't give a fuck because I'm down for any crime Fucking fools up and breaking putos down My homeboys got my back so I done spit twelve rounds Fuck that ese we don't give a fuck Eastside till I die You don't like it? Run up
[Chorus]
Yeah Brownside's in the pinche casa, que no homeboy That's right Showing putos how it goes and shit like that Tu sabes Straight gang-banging, 49th Street is in the pinche casa Bang bang bang motherfuckers South Central What's up Danger Eastside's how we do it ese All these fake, wanna-be motherfuckers Listen to the real crazy loco 213 is in the pinche casa All the homies from Eastside Trece
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[Eazy-E] Rolling in my motherfucking rag-top Chevrolet Eazy-E headed Eastside, Trece To kick it with my homeboys, chill Hit 'em up, C-P-motherfucking-T for real Rolling down Compton Boulevard See some BG's selling dope by the school yard To rep my set I say "What's up" Eazy-motherfucking-E the OG, I gives a fuck Now I'm in LA and I'm flossing See your bitch I used to fuck Bust a left at Slauson At the light, on Hoover make a right All the way down to 49th Aw shit, I'm here Pop the trunk, I got bud and beer You can't fuck with us, you can't fade it Cuz the locos I kick it with is straight gang related Motherfucker
[Chorus] Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cuz we don't give a fuck
[Eazy-E] Yeah So why don't you tell these motherfuckers what it's really like On the motherfucking Eastside Kick that shit
[Toker, Danger and Wicked] Crazy gang bangers, we don't give a fuck Bald head, Ben Davis, like my homeboy said Blue-ragging for the Sur, I ain't down with the red Crazy motherfuckers from the streets of LA Eastside South Central's where the fuck we stay Hanging out with the homies, out banging non-stop Rolling deep like a motherfucker always on the block Smoking that sherm, tripping out on the high Fuck these fools up, holding down the Eastside I can put this on my mom and everything I love I'ma die for my hood, I'm not no motherfucking punk I'm a straight gang-banger that don't give a shit And got a gang of crazy homies that you can't fuck with Bald head, creased up, got my shit, I'm strapped Eastside on my stomach, 13 on my back So run up motherfucker and watch your ass get cold Ese fucking with the homies just like fucking with the hood Put a slug in your culo and make this shit understood Simon, you know how this shit go Yeah
[Chorus]
[Toker, Danger and Wicked] South Central, Eastside Where the Trece ride We put a strap to your head, fuck a punk drive-by Back up on the time, we was getting high Hitting corners on a beach cruiser through the Eastside Catching fools slipping, where the fuck you from The motherfuckers run so we cock and slow as one Knocking them fools out, shank in the neck Started tripping on his head and beating on his chest You slipped and got caught, now you layed to rest In the streets of the hood we don't give a fuck I got the quete at my side keeping trucha for the cops Fuck that loco, I ain't going down 25 with the L, three strikes, I ain't going down We do what we gotta do and get on And fuck what they on cuz that's the way that shit's done In crazy ass Los it's an everyday trip You gotta watch your back, if not you're gonna get clipped Fucking crazy ass vatos, pelones, cabrones Coming at you motherfuckers creeping on the calles homies Hell yeah, homies going crazy at that wack You gotta rack these motherfuckers with this crazy ass tat I'm down with my hood and my crazy ass homies Real motherfuckers, we don't fuck with phonies Eastside till I die and the Trece to the grave I live and I'll die in the streets of LA Kicking back in the hood and we always kick it deep Holding down and protect and I'll kill for my street Bang for the gang, and down to bust some time And don't give a fuck because I'm down for any crime Fucking fools up and breaking putos down My homeboys got my back so I done spit twelve rounds Fuck that ese we don't give a fuck Eastside till I die You don't like it? Run up
[Chorus]
Yeah Brownside's in the pinche casa, que no homeboy That's right Showing putos how it goes and shit like that Tu sabes Straight gang-banging, 49th Street is in the pinche casa Bang bang bang motherfuckers South Central What's up Danger Eastside's how we do it ese All these fake, wanna-be motherfuckers Listen to the real crazy loco 213 is in the pinche casa All the homies from Eastside Trece
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