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sipper
Recognize a real nigga, ice in the Bezel now, return on the big timers, get on my level now
Dirty dog Hustla baby, posted with the buffs baby, east

denyin' me
A bitch is a rider, I'm a renegade
Never been a friend, gotta get paid
Multiple ways on money and no money out like Nick
So I bag it and I sell

Nick, ask about me, I don't miss

It's Shaq recorded, so you know that it's a hit
I got some suitors on the East and they be ballin' like the Knicks

throw up Bs
Is if you on your menstrual
Come to the east side
Its a zoo
My bitches keep a bamboo
Cause these niggas chapeau
Make it bounce, aye
Make it

part of the realest
I’ll buy that bag when i pick it, so explicit
Got that cash so no I won’t nick it
(Nah nah)

I got a real bad b,
She only want L’s

you
In the nick of time
Baby, come take me
Up and far away
I need
Need a trip to outer space
You know
You know my specific taste
Won't you, come take me

Green Dubs off green nugs got a green thumb
East made gritter I don't hang around no bums
If you ain't getting no pape you can't get no buns
Hustle for

the bag
Speakers on blast with that rat-tat-tat-tat

Ridin' through the 10-10, East Point drippin
Better watch your mouth before you come up missin
Real ass

the speakers
Shut the whole club down
I'm on the east side
You in your hometown
I got my hands tied
too many options
I'd rather put bitches up for adoption
I'm

juice now
(Hey yo Q)

East Oakland bop slangin
Pants hangin
Off my ass
Ruger cocked
Tucked by my nuts and my cock
Ready to spazz
For My cash
Mash for my

smoking west coast
On the east side
Lansing boy
If you shit talking
Then bet we slide
If you want smoke get it up
I need at least five
Big shooter long

Hawkeye
Set em on fire fam
Puddle turn Scarlet, which meanin he expire man
Nick a nigga outta Fury, they retire fam
Traum he Super man, rydin through these

a song
I'd be birdie selling
Nigga trippin on the East
I have big birdie press em
Triple fat goose
Bitch I just went to church
In a leather
These some

K6 on the beat
Aye you know that
Shout out K6 I had this motherfucker in the vault you know
Yea
All the way to the East
From the Souf
Rack what's

holding down on
It's my God given wish
Nick my time in a cinch
Twist my time with a bitch
Get off my line I'm on a mission
When I take shots, don't miss
If

it
Haters start it I love to end it
Wildin out, I don’t know nick cannon
Every photo come out clean and it’s candid
Patron shots I don’t need to blend

(Aelo)
(Hahahaha nick you're stupid)
Stacking up my pesos
2 Lines in the faygo
Marijane my main hoe
just chillin smoking indo
Always keep a spliff

boy
Trying come up on a hundred Pounds of smoke
The plug said for that he'll do a G a Piece
They doing twenty four when they Make it back east
I got 8

on dah beat
Till you heat up all em Hater
R-A-P
Lames workin bad bishes Twerkin 
Stack my racks up cuz I'm Workin
From the east side
North pole 
Down

it's a passion
You get thrown with the masses
But i'm unique with it
I ain't talking about your girlfriend but i'm deep in it
I'm the beast from the east

fools
In the yo but
It don't hit right
My game in tact
She squeeze me tight
Nick nack patty whack
Grind for a stupid sack
Better keep your head

lifted
Cuz we just looking for a way out

Common sense 
We park the whip 
Then light the spliff
The time we spent 
High as shit
The highest kids
The east

the bull heads up like Montana
My face getting famous for my skull
Nick Cannon, host of many things, plenty rings
That's finger food for the kids in this
I

light
Don’t try to friend me up, Cause a nigga got clout, I’m looking real bright
You ain’t getting much attention, like three am shows from nick at nite