East 2 Da Norf Songtext
(D-Diego)
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
Nigga, dead homies
Look
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that ain't steppin' how I step
Winnin' season, I'm the shooter and the ref
I was taught to pop his top, you niggas still be shootin' legs
Double M, my niggas thuggin' out the 'jects
Sent the shot and dissed the dead and now it's off with buddy head
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
Nigga, dead homies
Look
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that ain't steppin' how I step
Winnin' season, I'm the shooter and the ref
I was taught to pop his top, you niggas still be shootin' legs
Double M, my niggas thuggin' out the 'jects
Sent the shot and dissed the dead and now it's off with buddy head
Bitch, it's Crip, but I be slidin', seein' red
Free my killers out the prison, programmin', bustin' spreads
Poppin' lips, then I'ma put the bitch to bed
We slide and feed a nigga, 49er, Jerry Rice
Play with Gotti, that's like playin' with your life
If we ain't got no car to beat the road, then take a bike
If it's beef, the repercussions won't be nice
That nigga not no killer, just aggressive on the mic
Fuck that boy, we slid and sent him to the light
Bring a bag, I'm not a trick, bitch, it's a cost to spend a night
Need a blick, then I'm the one to get you right
A section full of goofies, groupie niggas with no motion
It's my fault if niggas ever catch me loafin'
How niggas gon' backdoor me if that door ain't never open?
Fully switch'll leave a nigga body smokin', nigga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, it's Ruc Dog, live from the Northside
Yeah, I'm a project baby just like you
Uh-oh
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm in this Bentley like, "Soo" (Like, "Soo")
A real Blood, all I care about is blue (Knots)
Not the one, it's the Ru, not the two (What you say?)
I see you niggas in my comments, I'ma show you who the truth
Swear to God, I made a milli' in the booth (In the booth)
Tss, signed a deal and put some diamonds on my tooth
Caught him lackin', he ain't even have a clue (Go, go)
Parked the shh front of his house, we be on a nigga roof
Uh-oh, it's big badass, Ruc Dog, baby (Okay)
Neck full of water with a yoppa like the Navy (Uh-huh)
Doggy bone, doggy bone, doggy bone until they take me (What?)
Fuck playin' it safe, you know this bitch off safety (Go, go)
Tss, can't stop, won't stop me (What else?)
Call of Duty, waitin' on this nigga in the lobby (Huh)
Hundred on my neck, I wish a nigga would rob me (Who?)
Project baby like my nigga PayGotti (Go, go, go, go)
Haha, it's D3, bitch
I was just sayin', though, like you know
You know how I gots this bitch up, nigga
From the East to the motherfuckin' Northside, nigga
Ayy, I keep a pole on me somethin' like a relay
Took off in a spaceship and parked it in the PJs
My lil' nigga thirsty, he been slidin' for like three days
You ain't hit nothin', it's time to spin like a DJ
I'm the nigga in my city, I be Blood walkin'
Niggas talkin' like they got B's, that's them drugs talkin'
I put money on his head, I just sent it, now the plug callin'
All these bitches on me in the club, I feel my gun fallin'
Ha, I'm in the trenches with an AP
We them niggas chasin', I can't let a nigga chase me
Still be on the block, them blue strips couldn't change me
Smokin' on that Cali plug weed, got me lazy
Smokin' on them dead niggas, we ain't gotta name drop
PayGotti, that's my lil' bro, we got the same opps
Rucci, that's my dog, if you trippin', I'ma light it up
Thinkin' I ain't got that flame on me, bitch, you outta luck
Free my killers out the prison, programmin', bustin' spreads
Poppin' lips, then I'ma put the bitch to bed
We slide and feed a nigga, 49er, Jerry Rice
Play with Gotti, that's like playin' with your life
If we ain't got no car to beat the road, then take a bike
If it's beef, the repercussions won't be nice
That nigga not no killer, just aggressive on the mic
Fuck that boy, we slid and sent him to the light
Bring a bag, I'm not a trick, bitch, it's a cost to spend a night
Need a blick, then I'm the one to get you right
A section full of goofies, groupie niggas with no motion
It's my fault if niggas ever catch me loafin'
How niggas gon' backdoor me if that door ain't never open?
Fully switch'll leave a nigga body smokin', nigga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, it's Ruc Dog, live from the Northside
Yeah, I'm a project baby just like you
Uh-oh
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm in this Bentley like, "Soo" (Like, "Soo")
A real Blood, all I care about is blue (Knots)
Not the one, it's the Ru, not the two (What you say?)
I see you niggas in my comments, I'ma show you who the truth
Swear to God, I made a milli' in the booth (In the booth)
Tss, signed a deal and put some diamonds on my tooth
Caught him lackin', he ain't even have a clue (Go, go)
Parked the shh front of his house, we be on a nigga roof
Uh-oh, it's big badass, Ruc Dog, baby (Okay)
Neck full of water with a yoppa like the Navy (Uh-huh)
Doggy bone, doggy bone, doggy bone until they take me (What?)
Fuck playin' it safe, you know this bitch off safety (Go, go)
Tss, can't stop, won't stop me (What else?)
Call of Duty, waitin' on this nigga in the lobby (Huh)
Hundred on my neck, I wish a nigga would rob me (Who?)
Project baby like my nigga PayGotti (Go, go, go, go)
Haha, it's D3, bitch
I was just sayin', though, like you know
You know how I gots this bitch up, nigga
From the East to the motherfuckin' Northside, nigga
Ayy, I keep a pole on me somethin' like a relay
Took off in a spaceship and parked it in the PJs
My lil' nigga thirsty, he been slidin' for like three days
You ain't hit nothin', it's time to spin like a DJ
I'm the nigga in my city, I be Blood walkin'
Niggas talkin' like they got B's, that's them drugs talkin'
I put money on his head, I just sent it, now the plug callin'
All these bitches on me in the club, I feel my gun fallin'
Ha, I'm in the trenches with an AP
We them niggas chasin', I can't let a nigga chase me
Still be on the block, them blue strips couldn't change me
Smokin' on that Cali plug weed, got me lazy
Smokin' on them dead niggas, we ain't gotta name drop
PayGotti, that's my lil' bro, we got the same opps
Rucci, that's my dog, if you trippin', I'ma light it up
Thinkin' I ain't got that flame on me, bitch, you outta luck
