Lyrics
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
East side, Long Beach drop the hits and uh
We got, so many niggas on the team nowadays
LB, QB, DP, GC P
Boy, my boys, the toys, the noise
Them East side boys is the real McCoys
We walkin' through the projects sippin' on a 40
Rippin', dippin' and spittin' at your shorty
You may think I'm outta bounds but I think I'm in
I holla at my folks before I step on in
Spit at my nigga Andy Hilfiger
Slide up in the garden, next to Steve Martin
We settin' up shop on the East Coast now
Dogghouse nigga, the big bow wow
And we higher than a motherfucker, East Side up
Like this and like that motherfucker, East side
So wide you can't get around it
So low you can't get under it, now
So high you can't get over it
I just want to make your day
Wakin' up late off a fucked up day
I was in Dogg sippin', straight Dogg House crippin'
Fuck wit us and get that ass bombed out
Need some smoke for the homies from the south
This is what it's all about
It's the city of the beach where the gangsters bang
Sam wake that ass up, get fresh, let's do some thangs
Swerve through the East side Loc, scoop up the homies
Bang them other fools 'cuz them busters don't know me
It seems like this is my only chance to get rich
Invest in my chips, never chippin' off a bitch
Trip, bring that bomb to me
Underwater with cocaine, crackin' with P O P
Up, up, up in smoke, you can hit it in a bong
I'm faded like Cheech and Chong
Watch out for the second hand smoke
Yeah, I was born and raised in the ways of a ridah
Representin' mines to be a true East sidah
Survival of the fittest, how we live this shit
Fuck a bitch, dump a clip, out to get them chips
No restrictions, takin' off as soon as friction
Pop, niggas drop once I pops the clip in
Pimp wearin', khaki suits and stacy biscuits