- Votes:
- Composers:
- B Jr Edwards
- R Jr Parker
- Marvin Bernard
 
- Tags:
- gangsta rap
 
- See also:
Tony Yayo - Eastside Westside lyrics
This that gangster shit
 This that rider shit
 This that gangster shit
 This that rider shit
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the Westside
 Down South niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a gangster
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the Westside
 Southside niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a rider
 I'm in that black Jeep T with the earthquake tweeters
 I ride through your hood and I shine like Jesus
 These hoes be lovin' you, pushin' a vehicle
 Picked her up in my BMW
 760 in a Nautica color
 When I'm rollin' on mine ain't no room for rubber
 Tryin' to push 800's, they ain't made them yet
 Vipers, Corvettes and the drop-top Lex
 Yo, I'm rich so I move in layers, hits make new careers
 That's why your bitch on my dick suckin' pubic hairs
 My gat is ready, my mac is ready
 I got a three-five blow 'em like Tackleberry
 Yo, I told y'all niggaz we would take it to the top
 Now we gettin' rich and the paper don't stop
 Half a mill' deal I signed with Reebok
 Goin' hard body like a nigga in Comstock
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the WestsideTony Yayo - Eastside Westside - http://motolyrics.com/tony-yayo/eastside-westside-lyrics.html
 Down South niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a gangster
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the Westside
 Southside niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a rider
 Mr. Telephone Man
 The feds is tappin' my line
 Every time I dial my connects numbers
 For bricks all the time
 Yo, I got a Motorola, Sprint and NexTel
 The feds got a hit when I'm makin' my next sale, I'm hot
 645 drop fresh off the lot
 Stash hold a mac with a fridge in the back
 I'm that bad bad wolf that'll blow your house down
 Three lil' piggies better hold your spots down
 One house had bricks, the other had weed
 And the third piggy spot, was full of that cheese
 27 ki's, that's one point three-five
 I'm rich nigga, but I still ride in that hoo-ride
 Gold-plated AK's, stupid guns
 Like Qusay and Usay, Saddam's sons
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the Westside
 Down South niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a gangster
 I got killers on the Eastside
 And killers on the Westside
 Southside niggaz they feel me
 New York niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I'm a rider














