(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 muthaf**in 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 muthaf**in helicopter
In the air with their lights on pride
But they can't catch a n***a in the night
Who is runnin for his life
But y'all n***as keep on tryin
Cause punk muthaf**as gonna keep on dyin
As long as they shift their a**hole 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 muthaf**as 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 f** 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 a**
Now get your punk-a** on and I advise
Not to never come back
Stay the f** off the East Side!
(KIM ARMSTRONG)
Bumpin on the East Side
Pumpin on the East Side
(stay the f** 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 f** 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 muthaf**in 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
n***a 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 muthaf**a
Peelin caps is what I do for a living
Multiple gunshots wounds is what I'm giving
The s**ers who get punked up like a godamned ballon
That is when my Gat goes *BOOM*
To your cap and peel your sh** back, fool
That's what you get for wearin the wrong hat
s**ers get wounded
Wanna play me like a f**in 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 muthaf**a that fade ya
You talk sh** and think you gonna get a pa**
You'll slimp and I'mma bank that a**
Cause of the Y the O the U the N the G
The M the O the double muthaf**in B -Young Mobbs
The n***as that don't give a f**
Cause a dog is a hog and a punk is a shot
Cops that patrole South Central
Always talk the sh** but don't know what the f** they get in to
Yo, they must want static and I'll spray they a**
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 muthaf**as better slack up
Cause I don't give a f** if you go 'n get your back up
Simply a ma**acre a hell of a joy ride
I'm tellin you G ya can't f** with the East Side
(KIM ARMSTRONG) 3x
Bumpin on the East Side
Pumpin on the East Side
(stay the f** 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 f** off the East Side)
You don't know a thang 'bout the East Side