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Peace to Queens nigga, home of that fly shit Cop killer central, you die quick What up though? Latin quarter to L'Amour east, we all beast From across
the shadow of death Through the land of the skanless South Central Los Angeles Home of the Crips and the Bloods Where even the strongest niggas is Drug through
East Koast Killa Penwise Collaboration East Koast Killa east Koast Killa Sinatra east Koast Killa east Koast Killa Pass me my R-E-S-P-E-C T respect
on niggas Who we Glock cocked glock never miss Through your grill here goes my fist When I slit yo' wrist With the the styles of ruckus south central Los
wave) the arms of another (Uh) New York City (East side) Please go easy on (Heatmakerz) me (Crack Music) tonight Jones Crime and the murder rate, that
of crooks, yes, Brooklyn's the borough Homicide central, East New York Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk Walk like a ninja on the asphalt
WestSide tatted on my chest Walkin' with the shadow of death Through the land of the scandalous, South Central Los Angeles Home of the Crips
WestSide tatted on my chest Walkin' with the shadow of death Through the land of the scandalous, South Central Los Angeles Home of the Crips
Making profits off the drugs they sell out But see I'm calling it out Because I truly do doubt That Central Park is the place where these drugs up
whole advance to buy more, and woke up broke? {C.I.} Yo.. C.I. don't do drugs, I hang out with corporate thugs that transport microchips and oriental
I was born on the south wind u s central south end Texas heat melt the concrete burn your mouth friend Where I been we worked outside Growing up
Nigga who are you Ay ay ay I'm from the east side what it do Beat the pussy red and blue Su woop Now I got her crip walking that ain't nothing new Why you
Savage East side Survivor Series Lost the coke Patrick (Ah) In central bookin', all my jewels on It look like Virgil cooked it My balcony is ocean
famous, what? Is she from North or Central, What? And i got taste for these Eastern gyals She be tryna suck like an Asian girl D like cannon on her thigh,
travelled around the U.S of A, been to the top of the Empire State, seen my reflection in Central Park lake, feels like the movies in this crowded place I
I'm Chillin' in Robs circular ass room Take drugs, go to the moon And curl up in a cocoon, but I'm not trippin' Rip the cart and eat some crab rangoon
love Healing for the sick a way out for the thugs No more doing drugs there’s a worldwide peace And everybody gets along from west to the east Living in
at the Moma Cop And it don't stop, fizzle cleazay Sprung legs get popped with a swizzle greasy Fo Sheezy We represents tha D East to the West Side
'cause he had a drug problem, let's get that straight 70 pounds on his jet, Ralo style (free Ralo) I hope you heard me and the shit I said just made you
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