In this little session of the promised land where I lounge wit my homeys and i'm freakin' my friend I gots the 6-shoota' down to my side sittin' in the ride pop it in drive, i'm rolling through the east side lower, slower, down for the dip now hold up, check teh sound flip that bitch there's a party goin' on swingin' all night long they come from mile around to see me freak their flong but if a sucka' wanna trip struttin' up beat i got a gang of hounds to make 'em pop teeth i now this crazy-ass fool, bringin' old sasson i got the brass for your ass, homeboy thought you knew that...
Chorus: I got homeys on the south side I know some vatos on the east side some my homeys wanna g-ride we're brining up the lower eastside (x2)
Los Delinquentes, trippin' up the place i hang hey, it's the guera loco wit the way i swang see i be rollin through this _____ and my right hand man is Keemo, un delinquente con el gloc en mi hand es mi vida loca, i'm waistin my potential funky wit the lower eastside fundamentals lower rides, place between the 5 and the 91, north of Velandra I was wit my su-man, my former kung-fu man my name, Mr. Ives,( who the motha'fuck are you man?) well, i'ma roll this grica to let me fingers twitch 'cause the lower eastside's up in this bitch and...
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Well let me think now what do i wanna play i got some homeys a hop skip a jump away where i can always go and catch me a slug fest(what?) tengo familia all the way up in teh midwest well let me come back around the grounds where i lounge the 40-ounce booze and lounge wit my hounds that's where teh homeys will be kickin' it (hey yo that's the N-double guera-5, isn't?)right shh, escucha, here comes teh man but i know these streets like the back of my hand so while the swiney guy be lookin' around i be flippin' a frown, as i pump my shi because, the cuffs won't click the charges won't stick i wonder when these people gonna get the fuck up off my dick there's nowhere you could ever take a drag boy because i break putos of drive-bys just a twist of teh cap from the 40 in my lap wanna scrap we scrap wanna blast i'm strapped tell me...
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Chorus: I got homeys on the south side I know some vatos on the east side some my homeys wanna g-ride we're brining up the lower eastside (x2)
Los Delinquentes, trippin' up the place i hang hey, it's the guera loco wit the way i swang see i be rollin through this _____ and my right hand man is Keemo, un delinquente con el gloc en mi hand es mi vida loca, i'm waistin my potential funky wit the lower eastside fundamentals lower rides, place between the 5 and the 91, north of Velandra I was wit my su-man, my former kung-fu man my name, Mr. Ives,( who the motha'fuck are you man?) well, i'ma roll this grica to let me fingers twitch 'cause the lower eastside's up in this bitch and...
Chorus
Well let me think now what do i wanna play i got some homeys a hop skip a jump away where i can always go and catch me a slug fest(what?) tengo familia all the way up in teh midwest well let me come back around the grounds where i lounge the 40-ounce booze and lounge wit my hounds that's where teh homeys will be kickin' it (hey yo that's the N-double guera-5, isn't?)right shh, escucha, here comes teh man but i know these streets like the back of my hand so while the swiney guy be lookin' around i be flippin' a frown, as i pump my shi because, the cuffs won't click the charges won't stick i wonder when these people gonna get the fuck up off my dick there's nowhere you could ever take a drag boy because i break putos of drive-bys just a twist of teh cap from the 40 in my lap wanna scrap we scrap wanna blast i'm strapped tell me...
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