ViZiT LA - EASTSIDE

Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride
And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride

And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Niggas know when we roll Till the day I die, bitch I rep Dems pro
Mini AR-1 5, came to take your soul East side, when we ride, came to let y'all

Know and we digging in their pockets, before we let y'all go
Bullets get to popping, better let y'all fold
And my niggas never stop until we make it to the top
And stack up all this fucking dough just to let that blow

Riding round through the town
Burnered up, niggas say they want war Keep that burner tucked, it don't matter
where you from, know they heard of us East los, Dems pro, straight murderers
And we about to get it popping up in here
You can call your whole squad, it ain't much we fear
Bet I lay em all down when I spit this whole round
Of this R-15, till there's nothing there
Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride
And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind

And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride
And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high

That's the way it goes when you trying to live that life
Like you gotta sell your soul just to live life right
Thankful I ain't end up dead, hooked on a pipe
Or wake up in a cell in the middle of the night

And I got a little boy trying to teach him about life
But this world's fucked up, so I teach him how to fight
Told him put your dukes up, and never stop swinging
Gotta show them all that you're here for a reason

And I'm posted on the block, still burnered up
Niggas say they want war, I keep that burner tucked
Let loose on them niggas soon as they pull up
I got juice with them niggas that'll do that stuff

Go ahead and call my bluff And we be posted up tough
Till I die in this bitch So much lean in my cup
I might die of a sip But I'ma drink that shit up
Homie, life is a bitch East side, throw it up

As I ride in the whip
Bodies drop, people die Just the way it goes when you live that life
Niggas say they want war, he ain't talking bout a fight
I done got too many G's, that done paid that price

Bodies drop, people die Just the way it goes when you live that life
Niggas say they want war, he ain't talking bout a fight
I done got too many G's, that done paid that price
Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride

And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Guns get popped, bullets fly Coming out the east side, bitch we ride
And I'm smoking on this kill just to ease my mind

And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
So if you tryna throw a party on the east side
Don't invite nobody that's gon' bitch out when the beef slide
Pull up to your crib and let this motherfuckin' heat fly

Jackin' entrance money, Nos tanks in the weed right
We gon' get it in all day, that's all I know
And if a nigga acts brave, then they AR blow
I got a full clip for you lame ass hoes

And if you bullshit, we gon' spray that though
No hesitation, we was raised different
It's in my blood to leave a nigga with his brains missing
I keep it pimpin', everything that a lame isn't

Extended clips, got all my niggas in this bitch limpin
That's what it is, Thugged out, wonder why I was made this way
I wasn't turned out, I was raised this way
This for my niggas locked down in that cage with rage

That lok up like a mug when they say my name
For my niggas doing life on death row
Still in the hood, they would never let go
For my niggas on the block that ain't never losing hope

Even though they on the run and the choppa getting close
I just hope I get some peace around here when I go
Niggas say they want beef around here
But they don't, homegrown East Los

This is all that I know
So if you weren't raised around here
Then it's gon' show Guns get popped, bullets fly
Coming of the east side bitch we ride

And I'm smokin' on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Guns get popped, bullets fly
Coming of the east side bitch we ride

And I'm smokin' on this kill just to ease my mind
And I'll probably pop a pill just to keep me high
Cause we're from East Los ese

Written by:
Abraham Guerrero

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