[Intro x2: Ludacris] HA HA HA A-Town Connected Lloyd Luda (Check) turn it up and make it knock (knock) East, West, North, South beat'n on down your block
me, Talking about the other times, thought that I'd set you free, Saving the flesh to kill the spirit Down, Down, finding my way around Down, Down, turning
I'm sorry if we've been at two different ends of a candle burning out, But the stillness of these rooms keeps our voices tucked away. And the scarceness
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin' We gonna do what they say can't be done We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there I'm east
best when I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest and I bang in the east and I'm bangin' in the west and I come to give you more and I
Where my west side girls at? And where my east side girls at? Yo, where my north side girls at? And where my down south girls at? Yo, where my west
cleo colder then alaska break me off slow she gone break me off fast, and you know she broke me off from the south to the north east to the west baby
I've seen When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down
is havin' girl problem, Marq (Huh, tell them man, tell them how it is) Lemme tell you what time is it I got a ho from the East, got a ho from the West
here In this bullshit that we call the streets You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga I got mad love for the East coast, West coast
, cock your glocks Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) (Ice-T) To all my niggas on the East and West that rock vests Get, get, get,
what's real on the mik' My little homie Pac lost his life East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules Cocaine, big wheels, hoes and juice Down South Gotti
streets You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga I got my niggas The Top Guns here I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North
pine box to go chill in Buried deep, creep, no one will weep 'Cause the next night with your bitch I'll sleep Personal Take it personal I ain't East coast, West
up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the East and the West Coast Gotta let this drama go Okay, let me break it down, they got
niggas try to pert my lifestyle - romancing Overlord - so why the wack niggas ain't dead? Probably because my aim is over nigga's heads/ East coast - west
the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight
