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    [Chorus] (Ludacris)
    Eastside, eastside nigga wha?
    (Eastside, eastside nigga what?)
    I'm talk bout da Westside, westside nigga wha?
    (Westside, westside nigga wha?)
    Northside, northside nigga wha?
    (Northside, northside nigga wha?)
    Southside, southside nigga wha?
    (Southside, southside nigga wha?)

    Good luck, time to get hood stuck
    Caldasac trap, Mr. Good Stuff
    Ludacris give me 20 push-ups
    Last summer, got da hook up
    You know what I did
    Who'd eva thought up they grew up on one of the BeBe Kids
    Type of rat, sat on my ass
    And fiendin' for cash
    Almost got signed with Puff Puff, but I think I'll pass
    Now what we got 'round here is a 20-20 twins
    and whats up in my hand, is a bottle of Gin
    I love women so I'm in it to win it
    In it to green
    In it to get in it and get in it again
    You got two booties so you whippin yo chin
    And I don't blame you
    I lay in da sand, ya'll lay in da snow and make angels
    My ice piece dangle
    make my chest look older
    Touch it and fall apart like yo High school folder
    I'ma Trojan man, BHS hall supplier
    Shady park resident and southside Rider


    Get back, time to get hood jacked
    Gold chain, took dat
    World of Ghetto fabolous Dopeboys and Hoodrats
    Becareful what you look at
    cause you lookin to long
    You might go blind in my briefs cause my dick is too long
    I'm gettin nutt while I'm singin this song
    and there is enough for everybody in da party
    while ya'll hittin da bong
    But ya'll be hittin my schlong
    you play the flute quite nicely
    When teeth interrupt, you can watch as I get fiesty
    Oh no, you suckas didn't request back up
    Broads I seem to rack up
    When I pull da gold acta
    Get slapped up
    Drove up da wall
    Put it in Reverse
    you can hope for the best, but expect the worst
    You at a place like some D's on a Hurst
    Its quite funny
    Phat Rabbit, playboy bunny
    It seems as if thats what I need
    Filthy south and Ds
    Thats why I roll in from da Southside breeze
    Give it to me now


    Your pick time to get hood sick
    Hit'em wit a good lick
    Clean out yo house from da couch to da toothpick
    EastSide Ruthless
    WestSide leave 'em clueless
    my Northside mackers got dis broads actin foolish
    And do this for a living
    while you stuck up in yo cubicle
    Nightlife runnin dis streets, it sounds beautiful
    Women break a cuticle
    Ballas break bread
    Southside, I represent it till I'm dead
    What wha

    [Chorus x2]

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