We Da West - Feat. Snoop Dogg, Bad Lucc, Damani, Problem, & Soopafly

Come on man, Eastsidaz
 Eastside...
 Infamous Mobb
 Infamous Mobb Deep
 Out the muthafuckin depths in New York, its P
 You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid
 If you did, you wouldn't get far enough to bag
 I put my guns to work on your bitch ass
 Hold up, niggas fuckin up the game
 Put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin
 Fuck it, I'll still buck em and gamble wit my freedom
 These niggas gon learn to respect the P-Dub
 I don't take no shit off of nobody
 No nigga, no bitch, lets get rich and party
 Lets not test my gangsta, thats how you get bodied
 Thats how hearts get took, pride get damaged
 Lives is shedded, fuckin wit these east side niggas
 We teach y'all niggas bout this murder shit
 We got Tray Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P
 Kokane, wit my nigga Snoop D-O-G-G
 Big hitters, wig splitters, give niggas the blues
 Fools loud mouth we all about spittin them tools
 From the coast of the locs were the Gs was born
 And we raise up B.G.s to keep it goin
 In the alleys, not the valleys, killa Cali the zone
 Long Beach bringin heat takin off when its on
 Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise
 Big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys
 Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work, cuz
 Come back for ya homies as you gettin ya dirt dug
 Congregatin, operatin Gs and hustlas
 You other muthafuckas can't concieve our structures
 The DPGC, the M-O-B-B, stricly east side and we ride on G.P.
 Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks
 Stay mashin on bustas not givin a fuck
 Eastsidaz and Mobb Deep
 We connected
 From the West to the East
 Connected
 Oh what you got beef?
 Connected
 Run up on ya while ya sleep
 Stay connected
 My nephews play wit keeps
 We connected
 From the West to the East
 Connected
 Blast ya ass in the streets
 We connected
 Eastsidaz&Mobb Deep
 Stay connected
 For life
 Connect wit my dogs be that serious shit
 Serious things when M-O-B and sidaz bang
 Ice and chains, be best that you hide those thangs
 And pressure to that ass we apply those thangs
 Told you fucks before, when it rains it pours
 Its a cold, cold, cold world nigga its Doggy Dogg
 Better walk or crawl(for real), cause on the real homeboy
 Fuck around and you'll be up in the morgue
 Moms praisin the lords, rev paintin the picture
 Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture
 We keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted nigga
 Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missin nigga
 QB and we trully, rep for ours
 Wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips
 When it came to this game though we changed the shit
 And fuck who you wit, its what you up in the club but yo
 Uzis, AKs, Glock 40s and Tech 9s
 Tryna take mines, you'll be a dead muthafucka
 Come up short, wit yo life on support
 Burnin rubber down the street in a black super spoke
 Fo' pokes to the neck, five sticks to the dome
 Gun powder on my clothes when I smacked him in his nose
 Real talk, show you how to walk the walk
 All black all times when I scheme and stalk
 Its somethin about bein a cold blooded killa
 I'm bananas my nigga, like a black ass guerilla
 I'm G'd up, smokin all the muthafuckin weed up
 Drinkin on a full cup nigga
 Yeah, defintely connected
 How you love that?
 Uh, like I said you can't spell the West wit out the ES
 East side up eastsidaz
 From QB to the LB
 You see what I see and G how I G
 Feel me?
 Eastsidaz, duces and trayz the old fashioned way
 Alchemist...
 Uh, yeah-yay