Verse One:
I cast out cased up Loc locked down I'm a Menace
I gives it up I give a fuck a Loc for life cuz I'm with it
I see fresh dressed like a million bucks
I am the lowest rip rida in the navy blue chucks
Not the low top type cuz they slip and they slide
with the high tops and the gangstaz with the stars on the side
I'm buckin all brands all slobs bitches and tricks
and I'm from Eastside Fushtown Mafia Crip
WATTS UP to my homiez on the 10 and the 5
In the cut on the street gettin paid on the front line
I rob for C side, death to my enemy
Mission to make a Mill and Chill with my Big Gz
Verse Two:
I got a heat for you slob niggaz slippin
set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cuz I'm crippin
See a slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban
Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him
Ain't no mercey or grace
Put him in his place
Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face
Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride
Another straight hood slippin another straight just died
I ain't lying when I say you see me dumpin
Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some (on that Eastside)
Verse Three:
The AGCs, straight rollin on that Eastside, right
Where gangstaz like to ride
and do a homicide
I catch a slob slippin
I break his fuckin neck
and puttin these busta punk niggaz straight in check
talkin 'bout youz a gangsta
Nigga youz a busta
runnin slobs over
nigga you can't trust a
nigga from the A-V, A-L-O-N-G-E, S-T-A
and I'm a spray when I have ta
Busta, I case you out the hood
because you know the OG ?cellies? straight up to no good
wood, you try to test me and get stray d
