I Luv It

Eastsidaz come out and play Eastsidaz come out and play Eastside, one five, two, one Two, oh, Eastside one five Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh We finna show you Motherf**kers what's happenin' Tray Dee Comin' in front and center state ya name and game Yeah, them Eastsidaz back and we came to bang (Eastside) Givin' it up, pistols and chucks, rags hangin' Strictly insane and we do the damn thang It's the big bad Eastsider rollin' Now how many blocks we controllin' Two 0, two 1, one 5, 17 and 11 One 9 and a muthaf**kin' dime Murder block to the swamp front of grand mama house They don't sleep, well freak off brand knock 'em out Stay deep, bring heat make streets emorge Young Gs, lil' Gs, casualties and war So we push the turf steady pushin' work Niggas love seein' thugs so we look for dirt Where the shit don't stop and them six fours hop If ya just get socked, don't trip gettin' dropped All black wit' a little bit of gold Now lemme show you motherf**kers how the Eastside roll Footin' to the metal, every hand on stiletto Extra clip when we book out, peace we long ghetto I'm about to make the shit crack We got straps in this bitch I got somethin' on fat Tellin' you motherf**kers, damn It ain't no thang when you bang wit' the Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound) (I luv it) The way the homies come through All blue nigga what y'all wanna do? (I luv it) We got hos to the left Platinum on our chest nigga, yup, yup (I luv it) Can't stop, won't stop So what that L.B.C. Like? (I luv it) We do the damn thang all night Better yet fo' life I luv it, we keepin' that shit G 'Cause that's all I see, I luv it We always gon' roll and stay way too deep Tray Dee, Goldie, Snoop, 'Deuces N Trayz' Still give it to that a*s the old fashion way From the LB city, where them shells leave many Wannabes on they knees, tryna beef wit' a gizze Aye loc, I represent till the shit don't stop f**k them paramedics and them crooked a*s cops It's hard to maintain on the front line Check this out 'cuz I gotta get mine Low ridahs, Eastsidaz comin' wit' that G shit People want some of this? Hell naw trick I'm keepin' that shit gangsta Yeah, C-walkin' on you pranksters, nigga We don't really give a mad f**k nigga what? Gettin' mad stuck, catch you comin' out the cut Hoo ridin', G ridin' f**k the law Better hope you on my side once I clutch and draw My reactions, attractions, fast and all actions Till I die east the side, I stay smashin' Represent this like its meant to see To the graveyard or the penetentary (I luv it) The way the homies come through All blue nigga what y'all wanna do? (I luv it) We got hos to the left Platinum on our chest nigga, yup, yup (I luv it) Can't stop, won't stop So what that L.B.C. Like? (I luv it) We do the damn thang all night Better yet fo' life Zoom Zoom Zoom I am Sir Dogg, D P G funk and I am Crip I never learned to Crip Oh no, put me down, let go of my legs I'll never C-walk, do the time of life You have the time of your life, hey, ha Oh yeah, what's Crip-a-lat'n baby? Eastsidaz, 'Duces 'N Trayz The old fashioned way Somethin' uh, to make you move, groove And definitely sets the mood It's so, uh, gangsta, it's so, uh, prankster It's the hoodie, hoodie, goodie, goodie To lick ya boogie oggie, oggie Can ya dig what I'm talkin' 'bout, I smell ya Battle Cat Now that's funky, that's so funky, I have to say, uh Eastsidaz come back Eastsidaz come back Eastsidaz come back Eastsidaz come back