Eastsidaz come out and playEastsidaz come out and playEastside, one five, two, oneTwo, oh, Eastside one fiveYeah, uh-huh, uh-huhWe finna show youMotherfuckers what`s happenin`Tray DeeComin` in front and center state ya name and gameYeah, them Eastsidaz back and we came to bang(Eastside)Givin` it up, pistols and chucks, rags hangin`Strictly insane and we do the damn thangIt`s the big bad Eastsider rollin`Now how many blocks we controllin`Two 0, two 1, one 5, 17 and 11One 9 and a muthafuckin` dimeMurder block to the swamp front of grand mama houseThey don`t sleep, well freak off brand knock `em outStay deep, bring heat make streets emorgeYoung Gs, lil` Gs, casualties and warSo we push the turf steady pushin` workNiggas love seein` thugs so we look for dirtWhere the shit don`t stop and them six fours hopIf ya just get socked, don`t trip gettin` droppedAll black wit` a little bit of goldNow lemme show you motherfuckers how the Eastside rollFootin` to the metal, every hand on stilettoExtra clip when we book out, peace we long ghettoI`m about to make the shit crackWe got straps in this bitch I got somethin` on fatTellin` you motherfuckers, damnIt ain`t no thang when you bang wit` the Dogg Pound(Dogg Pound)(I luv it)The way the homies come throughAll blue nigga what y`all wanna do?(I luv it)We got hos to the leftPlatinum on our chest nigga, yup, yup(I luv it)Can`t stop, won`t stopSo what that L.B.C. Like?(I luv it)We do the damn thang all nightBetter yet fo` lifeI luv it, we keepin` that shit G`Cause that`s all I see, I luv itWe always gon` roll and stay way too deepTray Dee, Goldie, Snoop, `Deuces N Trayz`Still give it to that ass the old fashion wayFrom the LB city, where them shells leave manyWannabes on they knees, tryna beef wit` a gizzeAye loc, I represent till the shit don`t stopFuck them paramedics and them crooked ass copsIt`s hard to maintain on the front lineCheck this out `cuz I gotta get mineLow ridahs, Eastsidaz comin` wit` that G shitPeople want some of this? Hell naw trickI`m keepin` that shit gangstaYeah, C-walkin` on you pranksters, niggaWe don`t really give a mad fuck nigga what?Gettin` mad stuck, catch you comin` out the cutHoo ridin`, G ridin` fuck the lawBetter hope you on my side once I clutch and drawMy reactions, attractions, fast and all actionsTill I die east the side, I stay smashin`Represent this like its meant to seeTo the graveyard or the penetentary(I luv it)The way the homies come throughAll blue nigga what y`all wanna do?(I luv it)We got hos to the leftPlatinum on our chest nigga, yup, yup(I luv it)Can`t stop, won`t stopSo what that L.B.C. Like?(I luv it)We do the damn thang all nightBetter yet fo` lifeZoomZoomZoomI am Sir Dogg, D P G funk and I am CripI never learned to CripOh no, put me down, let go of my legsI`ll never C-walk, do the time of lifeYou have the time of your life, hey, haOh yeah, what`s Crip-a-lat`n baby?Eastsidaz, `Duces `N TrayzThe old fashioned waySomethin` uh, to make you move, grooveAnd definitely sets the moodIt`s so, uh, gangsta, it`s so, uh, pranksterIt`s the hoodie, hoodie, goodie, goodieTo lick ya boogie oggie, oggieCan ya dig what I`m talkin` `bout, I smell ya Battle CatNow that`s funky, that`s so funky, I have to say, uhEastsidaz come backEastsidaz come backEastsidaz come backEastsidaz come back