East is up, I'm fearless when I hear this on the low East is up, I'm careless when I wear my rebel clothes East is up, when Bishops come together they will know that Dema don't control us, Dema don't control Fire, Nico and the Niners We'll win but not

Stand up, stand up we were right And they can't deny it You know we can't be more justified We've come to far just to fade away Pushed every day now See the blood sweat and tears on our face We've never been stronger There's no holding back now So you

Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it uh Look at all these old school Chevy's Twenty four's so you know we roll heavy uh They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Them boys will put you down

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

The bullets in the gun It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise Makes you come together They used to call me lightening

Bitch!es always be all, giggling and shit. But they get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club. Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them. Goes like this We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear? here it goes A little something

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

It ain't nothing like love from the hood Ain't no feeling like rolling through knowing you good When niggas see you, they salute you Cause you been keeping it real Come on (Preme) Love from the hood Cause you been keeping it true When niggas see you,

Bitch, I've been blowin' up (bitch I've been blowin' up) Everyone showin' up, where was you in the beginnin'? I know that they're showin' up (know that they're showin' up) Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' You do not know a thing

Yeah yeah yeah Oh come on! See a pretty thing, in a wall Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love Down on the street where the faces shine Floatin' around on a real low mind A thousand eyes they look at you A thousand eyes they, they look at you