(feat. Eazy-E)



[Eazy-E]

Rolling in my motherfucking rag-top Chevrolet

Eazy-E headed Eastside, Trece

To kick it with my homeboys, chill

Hit 'em up, C-P-motherfucking-T for real

Rolling down Compton Boulevard

See some BG's selling dope by the school yard

To rep my set I say "What's up"

Eazy-motherfucking-E the OG, I gives a fuck

Now I'm in LA and I'm flossing

See your bitch I used to fuck

Bust a left at Slauson

At the light, on Hoover make a right

All the way down to 49th

Aw shit, I'm here

Pop the trunk, I got bud and beer

You can't fuck with us, you can't fade it

Cuz the locos I kick it with is straight gang related

Motherfucker



[Chorus]

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck

Because there's always drama on the Eastside

Cuz we don't give a fuck



[Eazy-E]

Yeah

So why don't you tell these motherfuckers what it's really like 

On the motherfucking Eastside

Kick that shit



[Toker, Danger and Wicked]

Crazy gang bangers, we don't give a fuck

Bald head, Ben Davis, like my homeboy said

Blue-ragging for the Sur, I ain't down with the red

Crazy motherfuckers from the streets of LA

Eastside South Central's where the fuck we stay

Hanging out with the homies, out banging non-stop

Rolling deep like a motherfucker always on the block

Smoking that sherm, tripping out on the high

Fuck these fools up, holding down the Eastside

I can put this on my mom and everything I love

I'ma die for my hood, I'm not no motherfucking punk

I'm a straight gang-banger that don't give a shit

And got a gang of crazy homies that you can't fuck with

Bald head, creased up, got my shit, I'm strapped

Eastside on my stomach, 13 on my back

So run up motherfucker and watch your ass get cold

Ese fucking with the homies just like fucking with the hood

Put a slug in your culo and make this shit understood

Simon, you know how this shit go

Yeah



[Chorus]



[Toker, Danger and Wicked]

South Central, Eastside

Where the Trece ride

We put a strap to your head, fuck a punk drive-by

Back up on the time, we was getting high

Hitting corners on a beach cruiser through the Eastside

Catching fools slipping, where the fuck you from

The motherfuckers run so we cock and slow as one

Knocking them fools out, shank in the neck

Started tripping on his head and beating on his chest

You slipped and got caught, now you layed to rest

In the streets of the hood we don't give a fuck

I got the quete at my side keeping trucha for the cops

Fuck that loco, I ain't going down

25 with the L, three strikes, I ain't going down

We do what we gotta do and get on

And fuck what they on cuz that's the way that shit's done

In crazy ass Los it's an everyday trip

You gotta watch your back, if not you're gonna get clipped

Fucking crazy ass vatos, pelones, cabrones

Coming at you motherfuckers creeping on the calles homies

Hell yeah, homies going crazy at that wack

You gotta rack these motherfuckers with this crazy ass tat

I'm down with my hood and my crazy ass homies

Real motherfuckers, we don't fuck with phonies

Eastside till I die and the Trece to the grave

I live and I'll die in the streets of LA

Kicking back in the hood and we always kick it deep

Holding down and protect and I'll kill for my street

Bang for the gang, and down to bust some time

And don't give a fuck because I'm down for any crime

Fucking fools up and breaking putos down

My homeboys got my back so I done spit twelve rounds

Fuck that ese we don't give a fuck

Eastside till I die

You don't like it? 

Run up



[Chorus]



Yeah

Brownside's in the pinche casa, que no homeboy

That's right

Showing putos how it goes and shit like that

Tu sabes

Straight gang-banging, 49th Street is in the pinche casa

Bang bang bang motherfuckers

South Central

What's up Danger

Eastside's how we do it ese

All these fake, wanna-be motherfuckers

Listen to the real crazy loco

213 is in the pinche casa

All the homies from Eastside Trece