Lirik Lagu Eastside Westside - Tony Yayo
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[Tony Yayo]This that gangster shit (uh-huh)This that rider shit (uh-huh)This that gangster shit (uh-huh)This that rider shit
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the WestsideDown South niggaz they feel meNew York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A GANGSTER!I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the WestsideSouthside niggaz they feel meNew York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A RIDER!
[Tony Yayo]I'm in that black Jeep T with the earthquake tweetersI ride through your hood and I shine like JesusThese hoes be lovin you, pushin a vehiclePicked her up in my BMW760 in a Nautica colorWhen I'm rollin on mine ain't no room for rubberTryin to push 800's, they ain't made them yetVipers, Corvettes and the drop-top LexYo I'm rich so I move in layers, hits make new careersThat's why your bitch on my dick suckin pubic hairsMy gat is ready, my mac is readyI got a three-five blow 'em like TackleberryYo I told y'all niggaz we would take it to the topNow we gettin rich and the paper don't stopHalf a mill' deal I signed with ReebokGoin hardbody like a nigga in Comstock
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]Mr. Telephone Man, the feds is tappin my lineEverytime I dial my connects numbers, for bricks all the timeYo I got a Motorola, Sprint and NexTelThe feds got a hit when I'm makin my next sale - I'm hot645 drop fresh off the lotStash hold a mac with a fridge in the backI'm that bad bad wolf that'll blow your house downThree lil' piggies better hold your spots downOne house had bricks, the other had weedAnd the third piggy spot, was full of that cheese27 ki's, that's one point three-fiveI'm rich nigga, but I still ride in that hoo-rideGold-plated AK's, stupid gunsLike Qusay and Usay *, Saddam's sons
[Chorus]
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the WestsideDown South niggaz they feel meNew York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A GANGSTER!I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the WestsideSouthside niggaz they feel meNew York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A RIDER!
[Tony Yayo]I'm in that black Jeep T with the earthquake tweetersI ride through your hood and I shine like JesusThese hoes be lovin you, pushin a vehiclePicked her up in my BMW760 in a Nautica colorWhen I'm rollin on mine ain't no room for rubberTryin to push 800's, they ain't made them yetVipers, Corvettes and the drop-top LexYo I'm rich so I move in layers, hits make new careersThat's why your bitch on my dick suckin pubic hairsMy gat is ready, my mac is readyI got a three-five blow 'em like TackleberryYo I told y'all niggaz we would take it to the topNow we gettin rich and the paper don't stopHalf a mill' deal I signed with ReebokGoin hardbody like a nigga in Comstock
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]Mr. Telephone Man, the feds is tappin my lineEverytime I dial my connects numbers, for bricks all the timeYo I got a Motorola, Sprint and NexTelThe feds got a hit when I'm makin my next sale - I'm hot645 drop fresh off the lotStash hold a mac with a fridge in the backI'm that bad bad wolf that'll blow your house downThree lil' piggies better hold your spots downOne house had bricks, the other had weedAnd the third piggy spot, was full of that cheese27 ki's, that's one point three-fiveI'm rich nigga, but I still ride in that hoo-rideGold-plated AK's, stupid gunsLike Qusay and Usay *, Saddam's sons
[Chorus]
