Yeah,
The East-Sidaz at it once again,
Petey Pete,
Xtacee,
It's the new movement nigga,
Mothafucka,
It's the E to the A to the S to the T,
You'll get shot, if you messin wit me,
I'm the best can't you see,
Niggas stressed because we,
Got this mothafucka locked,
TNM's on top,
I don't like getting, disrespected,
Do something and think you can hide, I have corrupt detectives,
I'll find you and when I do, your ass is done,
I'll shoot you right in the back, when you jumpin sayin you won,
And the beef's not squashed, it's too late,
Then I'm gonna have your whole family's heads on a plate,
I walk around herbin you fags,
And don't try to act hard, wit ya fuckin pussy ass du-rags,
And you think I fight dirty, I don't care,
I'll fight all your pussy asses, at the Greek fair,
My rhymes will kill you cause I have so much sorrow,
And I do more damage than the 'Day After Tomorrow',
Listen up mothafuckas,
Everybody's lovin my shit,
The niggas all on my whip, the bitches all on my dick,
And like Dre, I'm makin beats but I'm younger,
And besides the sun, my album's another source of heat for the summer,
My crew's full of niggas wit attitudes,
We don't know how to lose, we'll leave your ass with more than black and blues,
If I don't like you, I'm comin up ready to fight you,
Pull you to a glass window, and I'll put your ass right through,
All you fuckin niggas, gettin shitted on,
Walk through Queens with my fitted on, screamin 'let's get it on',
Walkin tough, hooked wit ma guns,
One wrong look, I'll shoot you till your fuckin body look like a sponge,
Nigga,
You wanna slam me, and if it's beef I'm comin handy,
Whether I'm in a Benz or a Camry,
Niggas playin talkin shit games,
Like my neighbor, I made him buy new pants, his old ones have shit stains,
On the boulevard, lookin hard, niggas wanna grill,
Them niggas better chill, cause them niggas gettin killed,
This shit's head, and if you wanna make our cliques meet,
I'm on 34th Ave. and 146th street,
Mothafucka,