Keep it shaking, Cali keep it quaking

Cause the Ryders got me bringin home the bacon

Show me love, and it wasn't no mistakin

that I would dedicate this melody - fuck the hatin





I had to tell my girl to pack her shit

cause she slipped and dipped inside

I need a girl that's ready to ride

to keep the heater right by her side





Aiyyo, so what the deal Dogg, tell me, keep it real Dogg

Niggaz seem (?) to the brain, how you feel Dogg?

Nigga I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill Dogg

Anything you want, I can flip, got the skill Dogg





Baby girl you so so-phisticated

Finance related, you graduated

to the next level in the game, wearin my name

Bad little brickhouse, go and do that thang





Yo - niggaz surprised when they open they eyes

Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan

Not just his bitch, I'm like his main man

Act shifty - your resistance gone swiftly

Bitches mad at a nigga, askin why he kissed me

Stop whinin, just to cry and get the mackin daddy

I don't like it when the angry chick is actin crabby

That's why he bagged me

Ghetto jewel, never loud and trashy

No stressin over chicks - problem? Bet I solve it fastly









We gangbang on these niggaz like we 'posed to do

and I'll be damned if I let a bitch get close to you

We posted Boo - you, my, one and only

Quick to dump before the homies

Remember when that phony nigga ran up on me at the club?

You filled him up with slugs, that's what I call love

All that pushin and shovin, kissin and huggin

Thuggin, dig it, dug-in

I'm lovin every minute of it Boo

The way you stay true, and always kept your cool

You kept the heater right by your thigh

And when the shit got hectic you was ready to ride

You didn't run out, when I pulled the gun out

That's what I'm talkin bout, no doubt

Ruff Rydin, Eastsidin, to the realest y'know

D-O-double-Gizze, you know how we get busy





Aiyyo, how could I leave a real nigga? A real nigga's all I need

Fake bitches try to take my place, fall to they knees

Don't violate, see my man, he don't like no scrapes

And if I heard you was frontin I hope on the case

Wild one? Maybe, but I'ma protect my baby

Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy

That's how I do for my Dogg, keep my (?) strong

Both sides relied on the shit, nigga sing the song









Yeah.. hahah, E-V-E! D-O-double-Gizze! Y'know!

Ruff Rydin, Eastsidin! Foe life, ahh! Yeah..

And you thought it'd never happen

Fuck the haters, bow wow!

Woof.. woof.. woof.. woof..



It's official now, yeah

We gon' Ruff Ryde up on out of here on this one

Eastside up Eastsidaz

Goldie Loc in the house

Lil' 1/2 Dead

DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, uhh, misbehave

Give it to 'em Dogg

Whattup DMX? WOOF!

Master P? UNNNGHH!

Dr. Dre 

My nephew Scott on the beat

Illy Philly-delphia





Awwwwwww, yeah babyyy!

It's another one, funky as they come

Evey Eve and Doggy Dogg

Bitch please, awwww!