Eastside Drama

Brownside

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    [Eazy-E]
    Rolling in my motherfucking rag-top Chevrolet
    Eazy-E headed Eastside, Trece
    To kick it with my homeboys, chill
    Hit 'em up, C-P-motherfucking-T for real
    Rolling down Compton Boulevard
    See some BG's selling dope by the school yard
    To rep my set I say "What's up"
    Eazy-motherfucking-E the OG, I gives a fuck
    Now I'm in LA and I'm flossing
    See your bitch I used to fuck
    Bust a left at Slauson
    At the light, on Hoover make a right
    All the way down to 49th
    Aw shit, I'm here
    Pop the trunk, I got bud and beer
    You can't fuck with us, you can't fade it
    'Cause the locos I kick it with is straight gang related
    Motherfucker

    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck

    [Eazy-E]
    Yeah
    So why don't you tell these motherfuckers what it's really like
    On the motherfucking Eastside
    Kick that shit

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    [Toker, Danger and Wicked]
    Crazy gang bangers, we don't give a fuck
    Bald head, Ben Davis, like my homeboy said
    Blue-ragging for the Sur, I ain't down with the red
    Crazy motherfuckers from the streets of LA
    Eastside South Central's where the fuck we stay
    Hanging out with the homies, out banging non-stop
    Rolling deep like a motherfucker always on the block
    Smoking that sherm, tripping out on the high
    Fuck these fools up, holding down the Eastside
    I can put this on my mom and everything I love
    I'ma die for my hood, I'm not no motherfucking punk
    I'm a straight gang-banger that don't give a shit
    And got a gang of crazy homies that you can't fuck with
    Bald head, creased up, got my shit, I'm strapped
    Eastside on my stomach, 13 on my back
    So run up motherfucker and watch your ass get cold
    Ese fucking with the homies just like fucking with the hood
    Put a slug in your culo and make this shit understood
    Simon, you know how this shit go
    Yeah

    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck

    [Toker, Danger and Wicked]
    South Central, Eastside
    Where the Trece ride
    We put a strap to your head, fuck a punk drive-by
    Back up on the time, we was getting high
    Hitting corners on a beach cruiser through the Eastside
    Catching fools slipping, where the fuck you from
    The motherfuckers run so we cock and slow as one
    Knocking them fools out, shanked his ass 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 fuck
    I got the quete at my side keeping trucha for the cops
    Fuck 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 fuck what they on 'cause that's the way that shit's done
    In crazy ass Los it's an everyday trip
    You gotta watch your back, if not you're gonna get clipped
    Fucking crazy ass vatos, pelones, cabrones
    Coming at you motherfuckers creeping on the calles homies
    Hell yeah, homies going crazy at that wack
    You gotta rack these motherfuckers with this crazy ass tat
    I'm down with my hood and my crazy ass homies
    Real motherfuckers, we don't fuck 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 kill for my street
    Bang for the gang, and down to bust some time
    And don't give a fuck because I'm down for any crime
    Fucking fools up and breaking putos down
    My homeboys got my back so I done spit twelve rounds
    Fuck that ese we don't give a fuck
    Eastside till I die
    You don't like it?
    Run up

    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck
    Because there's always drama on the Eastside
    'Cause we don't give a fuck

    Yeah
    Brownside's in the pinche casa, que no homeboy
    That's right
    Showing putos how it goes and shit like that
    Tu sabes
    Straight gang-banging, 49th Street is in the pinche casa
    Bang bang bang motherfuckers
    South Central
    What's up Danger
    Eastside's how we do it ese
    All these fake, wanna-be motherfuckers
    Listen to the real crazy loco
    213 is in the pinche casa
    All the homies from Eastside Trece

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