Nigga you youngNo one does it betterNo one throws a eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterLook out the window and drank and chill out we get highIt`s 1a.m and the crowd is still liveRelax to the groove by me just move with ya` boyGot shit poppin` like always you know so enjoyDon`t make yourself at home got big meat on the grillLadies and homies all in the mix it`s time to chillChar-la-la brought the on` what is asked in the bluntsRoll up some Bob Marley joints some skunk datz tightAnd Nate got a hundred piece, so we piece so properly on the O.C.We in the zone bombed out feelin` good j`ya knowGot the homegirls and homies from the hood j`ya know, 2-1, 1-9, 2-0We all in the house and it`s a Long Beach thangWhere I was born and hung outTo all my players and hustlers and gang bangers listen upIt`s about time, I kick a rhyme, to fuck shit upNow who throws shit?No one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNow do the gangstas run this motherfucka? Hell yeahOr do the ladies run this motherfucka? Hell yeahNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNow the party is bumpin`, thumpin` back to backAnd Daz on the turn-table puttin` down a scratchI`m on the mic so I`ma bust me a rapAnd I`m a dedicate this one to a crack of hood ratsThe Dogg Pound nation Lex and big Pac-syThese is the peoples I see rockin` the partyEver they go gonna pop-lock on the flo`Well do the boogaloo shrimp and pimp the hoI got to owe em` my life `cuz I`m a O.G.I got the love in the hood `cuz I`m livin` homieI got the seals when it comes to rockin` rhymesSo put ya fists up to the side it`s yours, I got minesNow everything is live don`t you agree?And if you do then he gon` move it with the nigga D O double GWe ridin` with the hat to the side when we rideYa`ll know how we do on the EastsideYou see this thing is we like to keep it harderAnd for real party people just like Afro pimp and waddaWhat do you want? Matter fact what do you need?`Cuz we keep it all on point from the drank to the jointSo pass the bottle ain`t no need to squabbleAnd hand it to the little homie let him have a swallowIt`s a Eastside thang nigga bring yo assG`s up Ho`s down nigga you know the programNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterSo watch ya clock, the clock tickin`But it won`t stop tickin` `cuz everybody kickin` itWe gettin` at the bitches, witches, the main thing gangstas doSkip the bump `cuz the rumps what I came to viewNew pussy in the hood, shall I kill it? Kill ItThe way she got it poppin`Oh, it`s probably hotter than a skilletBut baby don`t tweek like you ain`t no freakPeep I keep my game tight it ain`t no leaks so weCan keep this on the down low and take a walk with the dogAnd lemme show you what the pound for candle lightin` romancin`If I can just get the last dance inNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it betterNo one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody, no one does it better