Текст песни Snoop Doggy Dogg - Tha Eastsidaz
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Mobbin, straight billin through the eastsideNever had a site to rhyme, but I`m still mobbin[Goldie Loc]Dope dealers, to the fullestI keep my glock, stuffed with rocks, so watch out for the bulletsEastside, young nigga sportin them chucksNever givin a fuck, so watch out for the come upThem eastside niggas be the crip, crip, craziestRide wit my niggas fool we gon die for thisNo need to be a punk just dump when I say soEmpty the clip another block let`s goI don`t give a fuck about some posted whatSo C slide me the mac so I can rip shit upWe aint finished with this mission so listen to whats crackinWe aint rollin wit you niggas that`s scared to do the jackinThe plan don`t stop nigga, fuck the copsIf a nigga snitch he the first nigga to dropThat`s all my game, we ride like macked up trucksYou know them niggas on the eastside be givin it upJust blast for me, and I`ma blast for youWhen I`m in jail, get cash, and I`ma mash for youThat`s on the real homeboy don`t let me downI clown homeboy and I bang the poundHOOK: Tray DeeeWe Tha Eastsidaz, what define us, is we ridazAnd when we come through real niggas stand beside usKillers, cutthroats, and kniversBringin it the livest, and leavin no survivors(repeat)[Tray Deee]I still wear the same pair of khakis least three daysNappy ass french braids and it aint no thangHang with motherfuckers wanted for all types of crimesPlus them little bitty niggas on they bikes wit ninesOn the grind no I rhyme nigga times is hardGot jugs of water buried all across my yardOne time on my line tryin ta find a causeToss a nigga in the street and reach up under my ballsGuns cocked, mug shots, cell blocks and locked downBut I done made it too far to stop nowResults of a banger, to most I`ma dangerNo hope for those who come to close to the chamberBitches lovin I`ma gangster so fuck itNo matta if I hafta I get at em in a bucketTuckin in my shirt and all that shit don`t workFirst look, say I`ma crook that did dirt for the turfHigh talk, high walk, when I stalk the streetGurantee who try to see me come across the feetIt`s a eastside lifestyle, wild and foulGoin out, puttin it down sayin fuck the trialAim is to be famous wit major lootA gang of juice, in case I gots to bring the troopsAnd everybody know the eastside the craziestSo motherfuckers know it aint no fadin thisHOOK 2X