Eastside

Ha ha yeah what the fuck is up
Shout out Foe DeeOz
Shout out Erb
Shout out Foe Deuce
Shout out the homie Striker
Its a Killah thang baby

E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD

See me grinding for mine its an everyday struggle
Hard to see the sunshine coming from the ghetto (From the ghetto)
Cali made me what I am but it fucked up my mental (Damn)
Now I'm shady as the man who made The Eminem Show (Shady)
Life ain't a game but there's winners and losers
Get dealt a shitty hand you either fold or you use it (Use it)
Been ready to die I'll face the music
Imma rapper baby how you think that I do this (Watchu think?)
Truth is I'm as ruthless as it comes
Fuck me over once and you a dead little cunt (Bye bitch)
Foolish to think I give a fuck not one
So throw ya dubs up and just ride into the sun (Eastside)

E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD

C-I-T-Y you can see me in the heights (In the heights)
Baggy jeans on with some fresh white NIKEs (Y'know)
Demons in my rearview killers on my right (Damn)
Ion really fear you dawg you ain't the type (Ha ha)
Got my own style ain't nobody ever rip me (Nah)
If he ever try to jock he got popped like Ricky (Pop pop)
You got Boyz-N-The Hood I got toys and the blickys
You ain't even making noise you ain't even blowing sticky
Ugh, bitch I move like Suge (Like Suge)
If I ever get dropped bet I'm still living good (Living good)
You get ran out ya spot every time you hit the hood
Claim you finna pop bitch I wish you would

E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E where I be
E-A-S-to the-T
S-I-D-E sunny SD

Yeah for all my eastsiders out there
City Heights stand up
They won't let us in we knocking doors down ha ha
Palm Trees and Sunshine Ent bitch