[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
can't find 'em Gimme a second & let me locate 'em Tell me watcha doin after we close We're going where everyone goes On the west is hot spot, and the east
you wanna do J-Ro: My flow is metaphorical Historicly correct What do you expect from a nigga With my intellect East coast representing West coast
Is big Nox … lodge. Get money in a East Money in a West For only over sees Wo we do it the best Yeh, my style know guns, know west Just takes killes …
, fives, tens, or even twenties I'm throwin' quarters, nickels, dimes, pennies up at skinnies Man I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's From the north, east and west
a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in half Suffocated the oxygen mask Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and West beefin again
not these niggaz again These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach (East
new one? *static* [Man Responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* [Dominique] Right, but don't you feel like that creates *static* a tension between East and West
[Intro: 2Pac] So I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {take money} West side Bad boy killers {take money} You know who the realist is Niggas we bring
lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see what Im about They say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look easy F**k that, I lay my murder game down Push
you ever...never do that? There will never be two things...that go together better Than you and me.... North needs south east needs west... No needs yes yes yes Up needs down
together Like chinchilla and bad weather I'm good but been better All my bros, chedda and glamorous things Copped a few cars A crib with a east and west
something real Don’t respect the words your speaking Gone too far All the way from the east to the west we got this high society looking down on their
of dat purple stuff.down here we smokin bud.ya i no u herd of us. [Chorus:] ending outro:My weed hand,put ur weed hand in da sku,my weed hand,east west
off From the South South Bronx on out to Queens Bridge From Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge From Castle Hill to the Lower East Side From 1010 WINS
, we do what we feel Any time or place, on stage in ya face Over tea in Earth and outer space Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit Some east coast, west
