the East, raised a G on the West Westide, smokin' and rollin' with a S on my chest I roll swift as a pigeon, diggin' niggaz graves in tomb stones alone
I look to the dance floor what do I see say all the sexy girl out there want to dance with me is there a place we can go to be all alone so you
hear another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all
millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves and fix our hair "We would have all been Schindler there" Drive
out Yeah They say I'm the down south Nas The east coast Pac The Carolina Andre The Fayettenam Kanye So join it, ya can't beat it To all the nonbelievers
touched you and my ride went home all the photos came out lonely but we're not alone talking of everything we could not hope i was stupid of thinking of east
I.P., B.G., fuck what you heard [Chorus] [Jim Jones:] We all strapped in the ride, I aint talkin' like the elderly Yac'ed when we drive like a rollin
in East Columbus when I'm Billy D. Rico 'Cause I move like, I'm smooth like Like I'm Harry Belafonte Lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey Le Le All
back alone Across the borderline. I don?t know where they came from Or where they planned to go But we carried her all night long Through the California snow. Sometimes when I?m alone
every cd gon grow to plus Still independent no controlling us, we outlaw thugs that can't be touched East to West can't forget, red or blue you gotta represent This for all
the world I done it for all y'all, my cats and my dogs It's over, 'cause I'm bad to the bone Leave a real diva to her own, alone I drive in Jaguars, so
the hand across the endless fields He made these hills his own Clearing every stone In the wind and the rain alone He was a farmer Our dogs would drive
East Columbus when I'm Billy D. Rico 'Cause I move like, I'm smooth like Like I'm Harry Belafonte Lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey Le Le All
another: he has written all the old falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed with angels who are all religious & conversed not with devils who all
Got hoes in East Columus like I'm BIlly Dee Wrinkle Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey Dante All
be at home alone Cause they figure all us niggas'd be gone So gangbangers, keep up the good work, guys Cause they love to read about the drive-by's How