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young soldierz - east side, west side (album version) كلمات الأغنية

[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[verse 1: young keystone]
here i come with a 410 mossberg
pistol grip pump, now punk fools finna get served
chillin’ in the cut, with my mothaf_ckin’ road dogs
smokin’ a blunt, now my car’s full of herb smoke
n_ggas in watts they grew up by that gang sh_t
it’s time to get paid, to live the life of rich and famous
just because we peacin’, we ain’t down with no bullsh_t
i’m rollin on d’s, i got my 9 with the 1_6
n_gga tryna step to me to show me he’s brave
but i’m afraid you been slayed and now you brave in the grave, punk
i said i told ya, that f_ckin’ with the eastside streets
don’t come alone, they’ll catch and flat you the city of tombstone, g
the boss players and operations from the bottoms
_ did we get him?
yes, we got him
_ no you didn’t
fool, i shot him
can’t you tell by the bloodshed deep in the streets?
i k!lled a n_gga in the alley of the eastside streets

[verse 2: g_pops]
g_pops once again, i’m back
high off that indo blunt, twisted off the cognac
a young soldier comin’ straight from the westside
so much dirt on my jacket from my past time
as a young n_gga comin’ up, i had to get mine
catch a county b_tch, comin’ up at yo’ catch_line
step to the b_tch, kinda cruise, sn_tch the hoe’s purse
now i’m down the strip, in some khakis and some converse
i peep deep, tryna roll, but i shoot they ass
grip in the purse, food stamps and a lotta cash
get to the 9 block, to try to make my money back
but i said “f_ck it”, went it for the chronic sack
a couple of 22, the sess ain’t right
feelin’ kinda bent, wanna put in work tonight
call my n_gga rampage strapped with the trey 8
who got the nine? it’s my n_gga mr. headache
so now y’all know, how the young n_ggas ride
you better be strapped when you roll through the mothaf_ckin’ westside
[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[verse 3: keylow g?]
fresh out the pen, 4 years in a cell block
back on the eastside, yeah, the bottom of watts
call up my n_gga eyez, we went straight to the swap meet
bought us some polos, some khakis and romeo
still went sh_t that i roll in high school
but gotta stay new too ’cause n_ggas k!ll over red and blue, hm
yeah, it’s a shame, how black folks live
but i pack a nine ’cause ain’t about to get did
livin’ in watts, is a full time job
’cause n_ggas don’t go to work, and slang dope and they rob
about to get a sack, i ain’t finna starve
i put this sh_t in a bottle, i rock it up ’til it’s hard
bought me a ’64, fresh black daytonas
i got the nine in my lap, tryna jack, you a goner
we hit a red light, jump in the turnin’ lane
a car swoop up mulholland, lil’ stretch, this sh_t look strange
we bust a quick ass left, on imperial
d_mn, we got t’d by a blue f_ckin’ rico
dropped of some sess into the jets
my n_gga let down his window and got off with the f_ckin’ tec
bararow was the sound we he pulled the trigga
welcome to the eastside, n_gga!
[verse 4: dogg]
once again, once again, the dogg is back
what’s up to the hookers and peace to the hood rats
my hood is down below, too hoe for the tip_top
i got enough jackers, get around like 2pac
d_mn, here comes the one time, what it’s all about?
throw the strap in the bushes, put the yay in my mouth
gotta get away, can’t be goin’ to jail and
nothin’ but smooth sailin’, uh, uh, uh
the yg’s on yo’ ass, b_tch
quick to rip up sh_t, and quick to bust yo’ b_tch
so if you know me, you know that i’m a trooper
ben davies suit, black beanies and my pumas
the dogg finna batch in, yeah, b_tch, and you knowin’
before i go, westside, keep it goin’ (haha)

[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[verse 5: big freeze]
it’s the n_gga big freeze like a breeze from the eastside
comin’ from the hood where the most police die
maniac, homicide, that’s my identity
just like the chronic, takin’ n_ggas to infinity
strapped with a glock, with the plastic ring
get ready for the casket, mane
hittin’ your ass up like acid rain
eastside drama, n_gga’s baby mama givin’ the c_ck up
fools die ’cause they didn’t know watts up
left in the blood_bath, of the psychopath
this watts n_gga’s on the trigga so tell me what’s up, n_gga?
the westside is the best side, f_ck you tramp hoes
that’s why i’m d_ckin’ the hoes, rippin’ the hoes and blazin’ up indo
on the eastside of watts where the boss players lurk
we come deep with heat and ain’t afraid to put in work
so you better watch your back
’cause the eastside of watts where the real cap peelers at
[verse 6: dba flip]
don’t even move, i got my strap to yo’ back
it ain’t nothin’ personal, just tryna keep my pockets fat
peep my lethal weapon, it’s a chromed out smith & wesson
better hope my 211’ll turn a 187 (187)
got my partners wit’ me just to watch my back side
bustin’ caps like these raps, are you wit’ me, westside? (right)
nothin’ but a g, just don’t let me catch you slippin’
d_mn near no conscience so there ain’t gon’ be no simpin’
on why you bummin’ to flip, don’t gimme none of that lit
’cause all this “we brothers” sh_t ain’t gonna make my ass rich
i’m leavin’ no clues and either way you lose
i catch you slippin’, now you a victim of this westside jack move

[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[verse 7: tweedy bird loc]
it’s that eastside criminal, comin’ outta compton
tweedy b_i_r_d will be steady bombin’
cuttin’ mothaf_ckas like scissors
turnin’ ’em inside out, so stop b_tchin’
step into h_ll’s kitchen, punk, i am the chef
and if we play the game of cards, i’m dealin’ out death
ain’t no need for a rep, because i deal with all rules
i fight dirty, givin’ blow, to the family jewels
i waited too long but now i’m in the mix flowin’
comin’ out blastin’ in case, you not knowin’
show and tell, as i bail off the streets on the east
the b, the i_r_d, the g, the t_b, puttin’ n_ggas to sleep
too big to creep, so i charge like a buffalo
throwin’ blows at my foes and i never trust a hoe
i’m the quiet assassin, known to hoo_ride
so lock all your doors, n_ggas, when you roll through the eastside

[interlude: tweedy bird loc]
yeah, that’s how we livin’ on the eastside, know what i’m sayin’?
yeah, peace out to the west

[verse 8: oyg big wy]
come one, come all but first step to the side
yg big wy regulatin’ the westside
bustin’ hoes and jackin’ ’em, with my conversation
from inglewood to watts i got a reputation
(where the f_ck that at, n_gga?)
oh, at first you didn’t hear me?
if you comin’ from the east, it’s the westside that sit you
with the k!llas, 211 troopers, candy apple caddy coupers
crocker sack khaki suiters
watch a b_tch in a jetta, what stays in a beretta?
.380 off safety, say your prayers when i get ya
creepin’ in the cut, big wy’s unpredictable
the soldierz is the best ’cause the rest is despicable
rollin’ low with a 4 with a b_tch that i’m tossin’
pager in my hand, flip phone so i’m flossin’
quick to rip up, punk, this a stick up
n_gga, if you ain’t a soldier, throw your sh_t up

[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[verse 9: lil’ stretch]
i ain’t comin’ short on a totem pole
i’m fully red out the watts live to sellin’ coal?
n_ggas die 24/7 over punk sh_t
if i’mma k!ll him for his grip and not a punk b_tch
check the pedigree, all the sh_t that i been doin’, g
it’s ’bout money, cause that punk sh_t to pass me
i made a choice, yeah, i’m out to get it all
bless my young g’s comin’ up, keep ’em standin’ tall
call up big wally, kick this sh_t about a half ’em in
“yo, it’s a party on the five, n_gga”, yeah, i’m wit’ it
went to the party, it was bumpin’, we came through the back
my boy said “don’t look at them hookers, man, that ass is fat”
i mixed the psycho with the gin and took a long hit
and started freakin’ with the b_tch and got a hard d_ck
she looked at me and said “you hard up but don’t even know me”
i told her “400 if you can meet me and my homie”
“and we’ll give you 50 back only if the p_ssy’s good”
we toast her up and let the b_tch to the f_ckin’ hood
don’t get it wrong, i got love for the westside
shouts to my mothaf_ckin’ n_ggas known to hoo_ride
so if you really hear me, n_gga, won’t you let me know
roll up the window, fire up that indo
i’mma do the same as a young n_gga, roll back to the eastside
where we known to jack

[chorus x4]
eastside, n_gga, westside, n_gga

[outro x4]
whassup, b_tch? whassup, b_tch?
woo woo, woo woo

- young soldierz

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