The East Side

(barks & singing) (SINISTER) Born in the middle of danger Now I'm trapped in a cell But it's more like a chamber I got a murder so my life is thru But a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do (barks) Especially when you're livin on the East Side Gotta be strapped and ready for a muthafuckin homicide Drive-byes happen day by day Get caught in a spray by saint with the AK One Time swoop cause they try to pop ya 3 seconds later there's a muthafuckin helicopter In the air with their lights on pride But they can't catch a nigga in the night Who is runnin for his life But y'all niggas keep on tryin Cause punk muthafuckas gonna keep on dyin As long as they shift their asshole get wripped With my sawed-off pump make 'em do a backflip War is not the answer But if you're on the East Side I bet you don't die of cancer You'll probably die from the results of a jack move Don't be the jacker Sinister fool White muthafuckas complain about robberies But they never complain about poverty Got their nose in the air for what they got Don't even think about comin to WATTS Not even for a visit (?) I wish they stay the fuck out of our business But if they come, that's a notch on my belt Cause I draw down and say: "Fool break yourself" I don't want just cash I want your gold, your car and a piece of your wife's ass Now get your punk-ass on and I advise Not to never come back Stay the fuck off the East Side! (KIM ARMSTRONG) Bumpin on the East Side Pumpin on the East Side (stay the fuck off the East Side) You don't know a thang about the East Side Bumpin on the East Side Pumpin on the East Side (stay the fuck off the East Side) You don't know a thang 'bout the East Side (SINISTER) Now I'mma rather ruthless, danger is kinda fellow Born and raised in the muthafuckin ghetto It's fame I want and ya know I might get some But I won't forget where I came from Fool, I can't leave my homeboys strugglin Nigga I'm a dog so you know what's happenin (barks) Where I come from find no other place To get no rougher, I'm a South Central muthafucka Peelin caps is what I do for a living Multiple gunshots wounds is what I'm giving The suckers who get punked up like a godamned ballon That is when my Gat goes *BOOM* To your cap and peel your shit back, fool That's what you get for wearin the wrong hat Suckers get wounded Wanna play me like a fuckin piano I turn around and play 'em like a banjo I know you didn't think that I can fade ya But I can fade the muthafucka that fade ya You talk shit and think you gonna get a pass You'll slimp and I'mma bank that ass Cause of the Y the O the U the N the G The M the O the double muthafuckin B -Young Mobbs The niggas that don't give a fuck Cause a dog is a hog and a punk is a shot Cops that patrole South Central Always talk the shit but don't know what the fuck they get in to Yo, they must want static and I'll spray they ass With the fully automatic AK, fool And I bet that the bulletproof vest won't help you Don't get quiet now, talk up And feel the results of a walk-up You punk muthafuckas better slack up Cause I don't give a fuck if you go 'n get your back up Simply a massacre a hell of a joy ride I'm tellin you G ya can't fuck with the East Side (KIM ARMSTRONG) 3x Bumpin on the East Side Pumpin on the East Side (stay the fuck off the East Side) You don't know a thang 'bout the East Side Bumpin on the East Side Pumpin on the East Side (stay the fuck off the East Side) You don't know a thang 'bout the East Side