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What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?

All my niggas on the east side if you ridin' throw it up
All my niggas on the west side if you bangin' throw it up
All my niggas on the south side, get it crunk and throw it up
All my niggas on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up

I don't give a fuck what set you claim
Or what block you from or what Ave you in
I let off shots until the coppers come
Even bust shots at your ambulance

And I'm on that double R shit
We the niggas when it come to that hard shit
Drag's that nigga in the hood
Ya mamma told you don't get in the car wit'

Hop out the car, give niggas a dap
They think you a gangsta, I think
It's a act 'cause you ain't never rob nothin'
Never shot nothin', never touched a piece of crack

Drag ain't back the streets is back
Put the guns to his mom, make him eat that
Kidnap his son, send his feet back
We Double R niggas know where we at

All my niggas on the east side if you ridin' throw it up
All my niggas on the west side if you bangin' throw it up
All my niggas on the south side, get it crunk and throw it up
All my niggas on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up

I'ma nigga that could fuck with my thugs
Crip it up with the Crips, throw it up with the Bloods
Drag use to never cook that rap like I cook that crack
Now my nicks look like dubs

I could hustle, I could flip that pack
Crack in my bitch ass, she shit that back
Niggas wonder why she sit like that
Four five, better rubber the grip like that

This ain't the mothafuckin' dirty south
It's that New York, nigga wit that dirty mouth
I'm the one feds heard about
'Cause I'm the only nigga getting birds in a drop

I spit the ridiculous fast dump a clip in ya ass
Push ya shit in the back, knocked ya shit is a rap
All we gotta do, put the hits out like park the car
Up the block hit it and get in the cab

All my niggas on the east side if you ridin' throw it up
All my niggas on the west side if you bangin' throw it up
All my niggas on the south side, get it crunk and throw it up
All my niggas on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up

I got guns, I ain't gotta use a mask when
You a nigga, I could never do crime
With pop them nines with
Make a nigga up them shines quick

Show a nigga where the keys is at
Before a nigga show you where the leaves is at
'Cause that's where we'll leave you at
Double R, we where the streets is at

We could do it, we could thug it out
You can go get your people
We could slug it out
The last nigga frontin' in the club

The security came, drug him out
Double R show you what the thug about
Anything we use go in and out, knife or gun
All my niggas know not to run until the job is done, come on

All my niggas on the east side if you ridin' throw it up
All my niggas on the west side if you bangin' throw it up
All my niggas on the south side, get it crunk and throw it up
All my niggas on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up

All my niggas on the east side if you ridin' throw it up
All my niggas on the west side if you bangin' throw it up
All my niggas on the south side, get it crunk and throw it up
All my niggas on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Kevin Bullock, Mel Jason Smalls, Qaadir H. Atkinson