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[Voice] In your mothafuckin ass ooh this some mothafuckin gangsta shit [Bad Boy] Welcome to the Eastside wit 40`s and glocks homies are riders non stop Any open fire, jus drop block you fuckin wit hot shots who keep a stash up in the box They love to get off, they pull it out for the block whether it`s gang bangin or not Hop in the ride makin it hop takin your bitches top off makin her hot Haters will flop for tryin to snitch us out to the cops they on the phone [tryin to give up a drug spot] Man you bitches never change, droppin dimes, spillin the game Won`t be satisified til all my homies are locked in a cage But fucked that, we be cocked wit a guage buck shots with a rage Keep the pieces on razor blades you bitch made bet you afraid to get your house on spray You know it`s retaliation within a couple of days them criminal ways Catchin cases in violent days, it pays to pay pay your lawyers and havin nice days [Chorus: Ese Brown] It`s our criminal ways, catchin cases from paper chases It`s our criminal ways, gats, brass knuckles and razor blades I`m cool wit Ese`s who got AKs and cases, cut off Dickes and fat laces [2] [Ese Brown] This is for my gang bang dippin they cigirettes in the dank glass Homies liftin and lettin they pants sag, gats in their hand bags Bitches wit bandanas and gang tats, stuff in they pants Help us some way if they man ask Homie wit the continnental kids in the back, puffin them sacks Poppin them caps, hoppin regals and cadaliacs Haters get mad, we sent them straight to they backs And tell em, mothafucka yeah whats up with that Gangstas get mad because of the shit they never had Homies got no dads, and no cash, homies get hot fast Short fuse, belongs to the homies who know what they doin When they blasted a bullet right through em This shit aint new to em, chicanos bangin the streets They handle the beef, wit heaters, homies, pandas and p`s And playin for keeps, and white sheets that cover the streets The game, all my homies that be learnin them criminal ways [Chorus]
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