Bambino HaHa
G-Side
Blah blah blah... etc.
Now what you sayin
When you said
Well I heard you say it
I know you said it
Your sucks pathetic
Ren told me I shouldn't sweat it
Not to let it get to me
Bumpin is history
My click is a mystery
To the opposite that appose
Not even Bo knows, what I got
I'm sick of homos, I'm top notch
Go do your promos demos
I'll be in pretend more
With Freaky Reek, my homie Ren
A G in my hand
Now who can dance, shake it
You want the money, make it
That's the motto
Set a trend and watch them all follow
They lacking the flows
Their animosity grows
When I release, I'm tru
I'm dedicated to the streets
East side the homie G-Side
And we all that
Finding out the the game is infested with dirty rats
X-terminate em all, play the wall
Cause we lead, y'all follow
I know it's hard to swallow
But look
When you see me
I'll be mobbin thru the D
High speed chase up in my homie grand prix
When you see me
Dont front, playa
Pass the blunt And the Hen
Let me hit again
When you see me
Say what's up East side
show us love
cause deep down
playa we all thugs
When you see me
I'll probably be drunk
But who cares
Give me a 40 and a pack of squares
Now every body wanting beef
What exactly is that
Dog my game authentic
And got to keep it in tact
Competition can play the back
Never mind they views
They want to hop in the game
But they forgot to pay dues
It's all over, they lose
And I remain uncontained
How many hookers want to be on my team
Let me see your hands
Where yer man
Would he understand the fact
That his wonan is involved
With jiggy jack
Gotta get the money maine
Gotta get the cash, the dough,
The escrow to binge your
Espresso
Quick, fast, and in hurry
Pay me the dividends,
The Benz, the fat lex,
and travelers checks
And everything that connects
To mashed the text
To good ass sex
To solo flex
Gotta gotta hit the pecs
No dought
Get the loot
And get out
Keep it real and and be wise
Anything else would be uncivilized
When you see me
I'll be mobbin thru the D
High speed chase up in my homie grand prix
When you see me
Dont front, playa
Pass the blunt And the Hen
Let me hit again
When you see me
Say what's up East side
show us love
cause deep down
playa we all thugs
When you see me
I'll probably be drunk
But who cares
Give me a 40 and a pack of squares
There's
A lot more drama than I anticipated
We hate it, cause we tight
They lose
Hit em with the tre duce
Remember them, they work
Back em up 3 feet
They in trouble knee deep
And aware
Shouldn't have went there
To scare me
Is gonna take more than you got
We hot
you not
And never be
You will never see
My click, we tru D.O.G.'s
Down for whatever
What's up
when you see me
Butts up
Or you can bow down
Trick, my click too thick
For y'all amateurs
Play the back round
On all fours
The world was yours
Now its mine
Separated 4 ways
Give me one phone call
And 4 days
I'll break you down like AIDS
Hit your crew, like the flu
So sick
Don't even know me
For dissin My click
Buck em all, let em die afraid
I wanna get paid
In full
So when they push,
pull
Let em fall
Let hear my name call
With they last breath
Heat up like chef boy r d
Got To represent
The E G-side
Only if you down
91 y'all didn't know me
But you know me now uh!
When you see me
I'll be mobbin thru the S
High speed chase up in my homie grand prix
When you see me
Dont front, playa
Pass the blunt And the Hen
Let me hit again
When you see me
Say what's up East side
show us love
cause deep down
playa we all thugs
When you see me
I'll probably be drunk
But who cares
Give me a 40 and a pack of squares
When you see me
I'll be mobbin thru
the loced out East we go or 4
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