Eastside with us (Verse Two: Lil' Romeo) Call me the master I'm what you been missin The one who be flippin I'm cool like that so I never be trippin
B-street man I keep poppin' The streets knockin' my shit, the D's watchin' my shift We can do this however, east glock or the fifth I leave you chumps
now Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks Give players plenty space And basically just represent for you, baby Next time you see your niggas Your gonna be on top nigga They gonna be
Tell her tonight, we gonna see Nas return to his murder shit It's still nasty, bone in the flesh God's son, never gone, never left King, I play every
A hater Hatin' niggas that Change up You don't wanna get Banged up Fuckin around with them Strangers It better be about money And it bet not be no
hear any of the sound you deliver me and my partners never see any of the hateful frowning you give us cuz' we smile at the bitty braggin' wack rapper's who happen to be
, nigga, rub it in with lotion So many posed to be holding me Totally foes to me gold to the Protege His quota be so but he alacrity rhyme Motherfuckers
D 'Cause that's the way it has to be We bust to be free, we trust to be G So fuck who be glee, it sucks to be me (I'm a slacker) Never did I have a
lot of beats you can't be on Damn all these fans can't be wrong, damn B.I.G. you can't be gone Make those beats thugs want to rock, make a nigga feal
me just to do ad-libs And I move the crowd like I move to Saks Fifth If I'm a gonna flash rocks then I'm a stash glocks If I'm a gonna talk shit then
problems I'm the problem solver Fifth verse [ms. tee] I don't want no drug dealers out there gettin' robbed and killed, I want niggas and niggas and niggas to be
arrival Now the town is funky, it's called survival What y'all wanna do? They got us scuffled (Bullet high, get in your eye) If this was a fifth well I be
Coupe De ville Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack 'cause I'm from Texas Never seen candy with the fifth on the
hit the scene, we gonna hit everything. Listen to the fat lady sing. It'll be over, so tell 'em why. You better get out of my way, clear my path, my
eat everyday, all I gotta do is slang this yay Nigga, if business keep going this way me And my family is fin to be straight I'm glad I took that fifty
if you can see what I can see Better realize, my enterprise way too rowdy You tried to test my size but why? These niggas can't fade the Fifth Dog when
'll get you mesmerized Must I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the Flesh And it be test or tried, even if they (Gonna fight) And the Afta Maff
the money be, I'm a be breakin', nigga Let's [unverified] and got chill with my bills Sellin' herb with my thugs everyday Let me show you the way we