Lyrics:
a little trip down memory lane, when brothers played nothing but, the dope game
East 14th and 73rd
That's where the slangers hung tough sellin' bird
East nineteen ninety nine my niggas
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
East nineteen ninety nine my niggas
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
uh (I'm poppin'), pockets sloppy, uh (check)
On my high horse, uh (high horse), I'm a jockey, uh (I'm a jockey)
Ladies love me (love me), these
(Young Dreads'll get you high)
(Next stop East)
East Scarborough kid from the start of it (Scarbs)
Born in East York, but was raised in
Cause of Cece on the east side thats a nose dive
And niggas better stay in they lane on that side
This my life, my jive
Too high, don't cry
My slime, my
c'mon man let's hit the gas
Bumping east coast rap party in the west
Record a few tracks man I love the vibe
This the mainstream sound with the high key
She got school on the east coast
But she gets high on the west side
She came through for a good time
But I came through for her backside
She got
10 millies it'll crack a nigga windshield
i like fuckin ghetto bitches out of brookfield
i love fuckin choclate hoes come from allendale
i love
a lap uh
I did this shit with no strap
God had protect me the gang on my back
Jasmine she wimmie so I never lack
Swerve in the streets turn Brookfield
this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off
y'all' to 'and you don't stop'
East coast played a role in making a hip hop
Now I gotta get busy time to make that move
High school over with gotta
looks right back
Every time I dip into my stack
I'm buyin' cars, jewelries, and mobile phones
Things I couldn't get with a high school diploma
It's
the rest of my
Story eventually so wait for me
Aurora, West High, a Blackhawk
A warrior, a roarer
No East High, no Tomcat, not ‘bout that
Ya got that?
the sidelines
To the closed minds
I have less highs
But I boast lies
From the west side
To the east side
I have less pride
When I ride by
From the sidelines
(what? Uh)
Get live, motherfuckers
As we proceed (what? Uh)
To give you what you need
East Coast, motherfuckers
Bad Boy, motherfuckers
Get high
(what? Uh)
Get live, motherfuckers
As we proceed (what? Uh)
To give you what you need
East Coast, motherfuckers
Bad Boy, motherfuckers
Get high
We are getting reports of an Active school shooter
inside of East Gettho High School
Reports of an active school Shooter, Active school Shooter
Just
the South side smoking until I get High you know it’s gone be fine East side I came from the all they way here from the East side East side I came all the way
on the beast side
Yeah the east side
Out here sliding wit the crew
Man we do this shit every night
I'm the life of the party
Wit me the night will never die
I'm
I clutch
Then he would help me sweep it up
I got Jesus on the payroll
And if he move left, then perfect
I'm smashing and fucking high
Low, that's
my high school
My heritage
I will bring bring it me
No matter where I'm headed
Boom Bap
Ghetto Blasta
Break Dance
West Coast
Baggy Clothes
East Coast
knowledge
In school university and college
It is good to see them graduate
Go out in the world and educate (Go out in the world and educate)
So I walk around
Bouldercrest CEO speaking
So Icey Entertainment CEO speaking
(Iceeeey) Blood In Blood Out member speaking
East Atlanta, Bouldercrest affiliated
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