Lyrics:
North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West
North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West
North, North, South, South, East, East, West,
What's up y'all? It's the mean-ster green-ster
This should be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at high volume
Get (?) wodies,
[Intro: Phil Da Agony]
For all my Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast club
Down South, West Coast, East Coast
Sometime I wish that i knew Puff
Pull up red car wit a tux
Years ain't on my side
But i got months and a couple days
I could fuck your bitch in the club
In
little
Car, pull up to the club in my little car, Bounce out goin' dumb in my little car
Lil' drink big weed in my little car, all Type of flavors in
the Block
I Represent my Clique
A Nigga Won't Stop
I Represent the North
I Represent the South
I Represent the East
I Represent the Mound
I Represent the Hood
the back, knocked ya shit is a rap
All we gotta do, put the hits out like park the car
Up the block hit it and get in the cab
All my niggas on the east
I'm every scene but gossip, my weeblization be thug
My music be all in the club an' my fo' 15's be sub
An' my drums an' my brake pads on my car be
I'm the best in the game with the flow, brah
In New York I Milly Rock to Magnolia
I love the East but shoutout to every coast, brah
South to North
the middle
Or you only got a little
Go ahead and make it jiggle
(GO) ain't no party like an east coast party
With a west coast chick that
Got a down south
the West the East and overseas
The vision in rap is wack, and I don't know of these
I represent New York to be specific
The South Bronx, but in Japan I'm
Splacka splacka, splacka splacka, splacka splacka
Shot him anyway, motherfucker I don't play
They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G
his, hand
[Master P]
I got them thugs in the south, in my hand
I got them thugs in the east, in my hand
I got the north and the west, in my hand
Ghetto
a pup
You hear my songs in da club
You only 5'4
Shit you m*******g son
I get racks to rap on beats
Man this sh*t is so fun
You getting mad about some
they bitch,
It don't make no sense we just laugh at them clowns
Pull up to the club everybody like wow,
Watch cost a car car cost a house
Catch me in
on a ride
It's the ride
y'all, come on I
know you wanna ride
From the East side,
to the West side
From the North side,
to the South side
Cause this is how we
go head and ball til you fall cause you know that you gotta have some fun
Dirty south lemme see you bounce
East cost lemme see you shake
West
Ain't nobody as hot as us
East side, west side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the GOAT is now taking over the building
It's time for some
ain't getting no deeper than this
Got North East West and South eating
Boy Better Know and So Solid we begin things
We begin things (Ooh yeah yeah) we
Pass the blunt from East to West
[Cube to KRS] (yes)
Take it from the Don
Where I'm from the Man of Steel is made of Teflon
Keep yo' vest on
Hit me
(akinyele) - hook
You I'm from new york
And connected with my down south niggas
Here this year
My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up
Yo my
cars
Champagne with hot broads
Club life,
Gangster life
Hey
It Feel like it gonna be Beautiful
Day
Hey It Feel like it gonna be Beautiful Day
Power
East coast, west coast
Down south, represent ya coast
Yeah we run it, and yeah we run it
Y'all don't want it, 'cause my coast run it
Uh-ohh, we run
East coast, west coast
Down south, represent ya coast
Yeah we run it, and yeah we run it
Y'all don't want it, 'cause my coast run it
Uh-ohh, we run
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