Lower Eastside

Yeah, c'mon baby
You lookin' in through that window peepin'
Out what's really goin' on ain't ya?
On this uh, side of town
We got the piano in the house with
That lower East Side type of funk baby
It's all real
Yeah, West Coast, yo, can you feel it?

In this little section of the promised land
Where I lounge with my homies and I'm freakin' the flam
I got the six shooter down to my side sittin' in the ride
Pop it in drive, I'm rollin' through the East Side
Lower, slower, down for the dip

Now hold up, check the sound, flip the pitch
There's a party goin' on, swingin' all night long
They come from miles around, to see me freak the frown
But if a sucker wanna trip, strikin' up beef

I got a gang of hounds to make him puff teeth
I know this crazy ass fool bringin' up Sam Su'
I got the brass for your ass homeboy, thought you knew that

I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)
I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
Some of my homies wanna G ride (G ride)
We bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)

I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)
I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
Some of my homies wanna G ride (G ride)
We bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)

Los Delinquentes, trippin' off the place I hang
Hey, it's the guero loco with the way I swang
See I be rollin' through the van as my right hand man
It's Kemo, un-delinquent con a Glock in hand
It's mi vida loca, I'm not wastin' my potential

Funky with the lower East Side fundamental
Lower rise, places on the mind between the five and the 91
North of Alondra, always with my Sioux man before my Kung Fu Man

My name is the I, who the motherfuck are you man?
So I throw up the clica to let my fingers twitch
'Cause the lower East Side's up in this bitch and

I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)
I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
Some of my homies wanna G ride (G ride)
I'm bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)
I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)

I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
West Side homies wanna G ride (G ride)
We bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)

Well let me think now, where do I wanna play?
I got some homies a hop, skip or jump away
Where I can always go and catch me a slugfest (what?)
They could find me all the way up in the Midwest (yeah)
But let me come back around, the ground's where I found

The forty ounce brews and lounge with my hounds
That's where the homies all be kickin' it
Ayo, there's the end of the 105, isn't it?
Right, shh, trucha, here comes the man
But I know these streets like the back of my hand

So when the swanica be lookin' around, I be flippin' a frown
As I pump my shit, to the next town
Because the cops won't click, the charges won't stick
I wonder when these kids gon' get the fuck up off my dick

'Cause there's no way you could ever intimidate me
'Cause I break puto's off daily
And sip the twist off the cap from the forty in my lap
Wanna scrap, we can scrap, wanna blast, I'm strapped, homey

I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)
I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
Some of my homies wanna G ride (G ride)
We bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)

I got homies on the South Side (on the South Side)
I know some boppers on the East Side (on the East Side)
Some of my homies wanna G ride (G ride)
We bringin' up the lower East Side (lower East Side)

Ain't nothin' like love all over, you know what I'm sayin'?
Got all bases covered, got homies in all directions
Got homies on the East Side, on the West Side

But the lower East is the beast that I dwell in
Yeah, we got that beast, lower East homeboy
Roll on through, see what it's all about
You know, you can check the real