Verse One:

I cast out cased up Loc locked down I'm a Menace

I gives it up I give a fuck a Loc for life cuz I'm with it

I see fresh dressed like a million bucks

I am the lowest rip rida in the navy blue chucks

Not the low top type cuz they slip and they slide

with the high tops and the gangstaz with the stars on the side

I'm buckin all brands all slobs bitches and tricks

and I'm from Eastside Fushtown Mafia Crip

WATTS UP to my homiez on the 10 and the 5

In the cut on the street gettin paid on the front line

I rob for C side, death to my enemy

Mission to make a Mill and Chill with my Big Gz

Verse Two:

I got a heat for you slob niggaz slippin

set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cuz I'm crippin

See a slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban

Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him

Ain't no mercey or grace

Put him in his place

Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face

Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride

Another straight hood slippin another straight just died

I ain't lying when I say you see me dumpin

Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some (on that Eastside)

Verse Three:

The AGCs, straight rollin on that Eastside, right

Where gangstaz like to ride

and do a homicide

I catch a slob slippin

I break his fuckin neck

and puttin these busta punk niggaz straight in check

talkin 'bout youz a gangsta

Nigga youz a busta

runnin slobs over

nigga you can't trust a

nigga from the A-V, A-L-O-N-G-E, S-T-A

and I'm a spray when I have ta

Busta, I case you out the hood

because you know the OG ?cellies? straight up to no good

wood, you try to test me and get stray d