Brownside - Eastside Drama lyrics

[Eazy-E] Rolling in my motherf**ing rag-top Chevrolet Eazy-E headed Eastside, Trece To kick it with my homeboys, chill Hit 'em up, C-P-motherf**ing-T for real Rolling down Compton Boulevard See some B.G.'s selling dope by the school yard Throw up my set I say "What's up" Eazy-motherf**ing-E the OG, I gives a f** Now I'm in LA and I'm flossing See your b**h I used to f** Bust a left at Slauson At the light, on Hoover make a right All the way down to 49th Aw sh**, I'm here Pop the trunk, I got bud and beer You can't f** with us, you can't fade it Cuz the locos I kick it with is straight gang related Motherf**er [Hook: Danger] Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** Because there's always drama on the Eastside Cause we don't give a f** [Eazy-E] Yeah, so why don't you tell these motherf**ers what it's really like on the motherf**ing Eastside Kick that sh** [Verse 2: Toker & Danger] Crazy gang bangers, we don't give a f** Bald head, Ben Davis, like my homeboy said Blue-ragging for the Sur, I ain't down with the red Crazy motherf**ers from the streets of LA Eastside South Central's where the f** we stay Hanging out with the homies, out banging non-stop Rolling deep like a motherf**er always on the block Smoking that sherm, tripping out on the high f** these fools up, holding down the Eastside I can put this on my mom and everything I love I'mma die for my hood, I'm not no motherf**ing punk I'm a straight gang-banger that don't give a sh** And got a gang of crazy homies that you can't f** with Bald head, creased up, got my sh**, I'm strapped Eastside on my stomach, 13 on my back So run up motherf**er and watch your a** get cold Ese f**ing with the homies just like f**ing with the hood Put a slug in your culo and make this sh** understood Simon, you know how this sh** go Yeah [Hook] [Verse 3: Toker, Wicked, and Danger] South Central, Eastside where the trece ride We put a strap to your head, f** a punk drive-by Back up on the time, we was getting high Hitting corners on a beach cruiser through the Eastside Putos slip, where the f** you from The motherf**ers run so we caught the slowest one Knock the foo out, shank his a** in the neck Started tripping on his head and beating on his chest You slipped and got caught, now you layed to rest In the streets of the hood we don't give a f** I got the cuete at my side keeping trucha for the cops f** that loco, I ain't going down 25 with the L, three strikes, I ain't going down We do what we gotta do and get on And f** what they on cause that's the way that sh**'s done In crazy a** Los it's an everyday trip You gotta watch your back, if not you're gonna get clipped f**ing crazy a** vatos, pelones, cabrones Coming at you motherf**ers creeping on the calles homies Hell yeah, homies going crazy at that wack You gotta rack these motherf**ers with this crazy a** tat I'm down with my hood and my crazy a** homies Real motherf**ers, we don't f** with phonies Eastside till I die and the trece to the grave I live and I'll die in the streets of LA Kicking back in the hood and we always kick it deep Holding down and protect and I'll k** for my street Bang for the gang, and down to bust some time And don't give a f** because I'm down for any crime f**ing fools up and breaking putos down My homeboys got my back so I done spit twelve rounds f** that ese we don't give a f** Eastside till I die You don't like it? Run up [Hook] Yeah Brownside's in the pinche casa, que no homeboy That's right Showing putos how it goes and sh** like that Tu sabes Straight gang-banging, 49th Street is in the pinche casa Bang bang bang motherf**ers South Central What's up Danger Eastside's how we do it ese All these fake, wanna-be motherf**ers Listen to the real crazy loco 213 is in the pinche casa All the homies from Eastside Trece