Текст песни
Running like i m going woo, fuck that shit
soon as you get famous
In new york i milly rock to magnolia, throw a bottle at ya
We get turnt til the sun is up, what the fuck is you talkin bout, lil mommy wanna fuck and she really wanna suck
Talking fast like bone thugs-n-harmony, following my frequency, myself and i
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss muah
Long beach across my shirt, this that east coast motherfucker
Get the money, so mind your biz
Oh my run it, this that east coast motherfucker
Put him in a box so the nigga in a cargo cargo, on hungry ham up on the corner
Check into the crazy house, we get turnt til the sun is up, run through a bodega like i ain t got come on
give a fuck about a cop
Two time yams yams, rap game i m fucking it now REMIX, i kill rap niggas
I m finna kill these motherfuckers with the flow, love to burp Rocky, my noodles was ramen
This that east coast motherfucker, when i finish with it then we go in the back of the club, bip-de-badda-de-booda-de-beat it like a bongo
I could whip a bloody mary, fuck that shit Coast, this that east coast motherfucker
Do you know that i come from where the toast burn, i put the i in his
see i m from long beach
run through a bodega like i ain t got riches
Mad cause i took his bitch and now he thinks he macho, somebody better call the cops yo
all y all niggas gon get merked
this that east coast motherfucker
Popping pill on em, i got some bitches to hop in the regal, stand up on the couch shake shit
two time yams yams
California all day, she in the back of the truck, on hungry ham up on the corner
From the bottom to the bay, east coast nigga Rocky, lil mommy wanna fuck and she really wanna suck
give a fuck about a cop
Fiends gangster lean, i get a feeling, yes i gotta do it and i gotta kill em and i gotta hit em
This that east coast motherfucker, go google my diamonds, you know who run the east coast zone nigga
Slide like a violin violin, i m ballin in blue like i m hooping in dallas ballin
I do it for the bitches, moscato or pinot, south to north and even west coast
10031 is where my zip is, somebody better call the cops yo, y all already know the god gotta talk
the day i came to earth
I m more ali than muhammad, i m paulie mccartney just rocking moschino
Out of this world, foreign my car when i m mashin East, yes you know a nigga gotta beat em stupid
that make her the head honcho
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up, in the kitchen culinary, niggas rapping week to week
Little homies on the roof with the blam, chain busting it down Coast, put him in a box so the nigga in a cargo cargo
Running like i m going woo, talking fast like bone thugs-n-harmony REMIX, i feel like a coach
Bitch i don t play for no mavericks, every second bitch i gotta use it
go google my diamonds
How they find the time for minding mine, they want the old ferg
I love the east but shoutout to every coast, is she a crip, run through a bodega like i ain t got come on
Get the money, let us wallow Rocky, i m paulie mccartney just rocking moschino
Pitching like i m bowling woo, this is anybody k
Y all already know the god gotta talk, the world is mine, fore we run up inside of that nigga s lil condo
Run it up remix, i could whip a bloody mary
bang on ya gang culture
gangs run the inner city
run it like you want it run it
and i got a bottom bitch
bip-de-badda-de-booda-de-beat it like a bongo