[00:00.00] 作曲 : Cook, Epps, Guy, Sandimanie ...
[00:01.41]Just get on down (8x) [Chorus]
[00:15.78]North, North,
[00:16.14]South, South,
[00:17.22]East, East,
[00:18.48]West, West (4x)
[00:30.63]****ing, Got a bitch gone off a fifth of
[00:32.04]Fayo and apple juice
[00:33.54]Throw up a deuce,
[00:34.47]Keep my hat banged to the left and ain't scared to act a fool
[00:37.20]So what you gone do, you betta not speak unless spoken to cause
[00:40.05]I bust that bitch up
[00:41.28]Dump that
[00:41.52]Philly, I could back dro wit a lac wit a yak, gettin drunk off in it
[00:44.58]Through the
[00:44.79]Chi like North,
[00:45.66]North, South,
[00:47.01]South niggas talk shit put that work in they mouth
[00:48.87]In the East,
[00:50.40]East, West,
[00:50.73]West, niggas bust back put a slug in ya chest
[00:52.53]Cause I'm hood, hood, gutter, gutter
[00:54.54]Shauna got juice like a muh'****er
[00:56.40]Hood of the hustlas and bloodsuckas
[00:58.35]Back in the bricks wit that good [Chorus]
[01:15.69]Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my balla camp
[01:19.02]All them niggas holla'n bout is (Where them niggas dollas at)
[01:22.65]Yeeah, I got them hos,
[01:24.12]I got them
[01:24.60]O's, I got
[01:25.29]Air phones for those hos
[01:26.34]And yeeah,
[01:26.82]I got white phones, got black phones,
[01:28.80]I got crack niggas in the floor
[01:29.97]So get on the grind,
[01:31.20]Get on some lime,
[01:32.13]Get on mine, let ya mind take course
[01:33.78]Got dip in the ride,
[01:34.86]Switchin the tires,
[01:35.79]Whippin the fire 85
[01:37.05]Chevy Sport
[01:37.56]See if you got 16's,
[01:39.60]I will make that pliz'ay
[01:41.25]And I'm dressed like a **** boy, throwin up them triz'eys
[01:42.93]East side, whole
[01:46.11]Masterfield rainbow
[01:47.28]Flight soles, kinda roll where them thangs blow
[01:49.20]Good wood, not wastin that payroll
[01:50.79]Five hos trapped, boys got rapers
[01:52.83]My size got air niggas rep that
[01:54.90]We ride, rock sells and
[01:55.95]I bet that
[01:56.46]Car is a gutless, pistol is a must ****er
[01:58.38]Let a nigga know that his head
[01:59.55]I will bust quick
[02:00.45]Some slum niggas know what
[02:01.53]I'm talkin bout
[02:02.34]Lil rob fillin hos in the parkin lot
[02:04.23]Gimme head while
[02:04.98]I'm bustin that two track
[02:06.03]It was trill, hit the fence, never looked back
[02:07.68]Big thug, hit clubs in the fifth book
[02:09.75]Dollar Boy, let em know how to rip folk
[02:11.64]If a nigga broke, gotta let her slide, though 2-0 represent
[02:14.43]East side ho [Chorus]
[02:20.07]Hell, I'm up in the club, 4 whippin up, just throwin up pitch forks to (what, what)
[02:33.90]Tupac, I'm a rider, hoppin out,
[02:36.48]Gangsta crip disciples (Yeeah!)
[02:38.13]Wilin on the side of the club and dressed in blood colors, waitin on a sign to (Yeeah!)
[02:41.88]Pull out the gats and attack on them boys that thought that (they thought it couldn't happen)
[02:45.42]They blastin and screamin, we ain't friends, ain't no need to pretend (Shawty!)
[02:49.83]Split the mens, for my homey that got killed last weekend
[02:52.92]His brains was left leakin while his body got cold
[02:55.95]Now it's y'all life that y'all owe
[02:57.39]Time to even the score, case closed
[02:58.83]Chorus (2x) (Scratching)

作曲 : Cook, Epps, Guy, Sandimanie ...
Just get on down (8x)
North, North,
South, South,
East, East,
West, West (4x)
****ing, Got a bitch gone off a fifth of
Fayo and apple juice
Throw up a deuce,
Keep my hat banged to the left and ain't scared to act a fool
So what you gone do, you betta not speak unless spoken to cause
I bust that bitch up
Dump that
Philly, I could back dro wit a lac wit a yak, gettin drunk off in it
Through the
Chi like North,
North, South,
South niggas talk shit put that work in they mouth
In the East,
East, West,
West, niggas bust back put a slug in ya chest
Cause I'm hood, hood, gutter, gutter
Shauna got juice like a muh'****er
Hood of the hustlas and bloodsuckas
Back in the bricks wit that good
Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my balla camp
All them niggas holla'n bout is (Where them niggas dollas at)
Yeeah, I got them hos,
I got them
O's, I got
Air phones for those hos
And yeeah,
I got white phones, got black phones,
I got crack niggas in the floor
So get on the grind,
Get on some lime,
Get on mine, let ya mind take course
Got dip in the ride,
Switchin the tires,
Whippin the fire 85
Chevy Sport
See if you got 16's,
I will make that pliz'ay
And I'm dressed like a **** boy, throwin up them triz'eys
East side, whole
Masterfield rainbow
Flight soles, kinda roll where them thangs blow
Good wood, not wastin that payroll
Five hos trapped, boys got rapers
My size got air niggas rep that
We ride, rock sells and
I bet that
Car is a gutless, pistol is a must ****er
Let a nigga know that his head
I will bust quick
Some slum niggas know what
I'm talkin bout
Lil rob fillin hos in the parkin lot
Gimme head while
I'm bustin that two track
It was trill, hit the fence, never looked back
Big thug, hit clubs in the fifth book
Dollar Boy, let em know how to rip folk
If a nigga broke, gotta let her slide, though 2-0 represent
East side ho
Hell, I'm up in the club, 4 whippin up, just throwin up pitch forks to (what, what)
Tupac, I'm a rider, hoppin out,
Gangsta crip disciples (Yeeah!)
Wilin on the side of the club and dressed in blood colors, waitin on a sign to (Yeeah!)
Pull out the gats and attack on them boys that thought that (they thought it couldn't happen)
They blastin and screamin, we ain't friends, ain't no need to pretend (Shawty!)
Split the mens, for my homey that got killed last weekend
His brains was left leakin while his body got cold
Now it's y'all life that y'all owe
Time to even the score, case closed
Chorus (2x) (Scratching)