Goddamn, that nigga Kam back on the scene
With the brown and black on the same team
The rap game seem so fucked up
If a real nigga ever got in he probably lucked up
These niggas sucked up our hood game
Got fame and fucked up our good name
It's a shame you got rich off of our stress and strife
And you ain't never gang banged in your life
Your wife the one that really wear the pants in the house
So answer this, is you a man or a mouse?
Tricky like Mickey when it comes to cheese
(Yeah) you took a little quickie from the G's
But that's cool though you did a do-low
But after every show now the homies ask where that fool go?
And soon you'll know what we bothered about
When you hear my niggas hollerin' out

Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop
Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop

It's that gangsta shit and if you really wanna know
I got thangs to spit and if you feel he run the show
Then you a busta too, what must I do?
How many real rap niggas is it? (Just a few)
I put my trust in you like the OJ jury
But you dissed, so feel my fists of fury
Sure we used to be cool and all that junk
Little fat pot belly big titty duck flip punk
With junk in your trunk like Pam
On Martin, don't be startin' up no shit with Kam
'Cause I'll fuck you up you just ain't knowin'
Keep your eyes on the road and watch where you going
You takin' all my shots
Like the "W" you took from me, nigga, stand for Watts
Tryna say it stand for your group
But like Toucan Sam, Kam can always smell a Fruit Loop

Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop
Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop

You can't see these G's in no kinda way
So what you wanna do? What you tryna say?
Was you the only one dissin' or they were too?
'Cause we can all go head up on Pay Per View
Tryna get you crew to do your dirty work
You little nerdy jerk, take this and watch the birdies chirp
This eastside, nigga, make me bow down
Where all the C-Hogs and B-Dogs chow down
Not to mention the brotherhood
That's F.O.I. Killas to make it understood
I shoulda beat your ass in Chicago
Don't need security guards wherever I go
And if it wasn't for Mustafa I really doubt
Anybody else coulda saved you from gettin' knocked out
That's what I'm about, niggas gave me the scoop
Say what, you killin' Rickets & Sloops

Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop
Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop

How could I diss thee, let me count the ways
See I can talk about your ass for days
I know shit about you you don't even know
And if it wasn't for us you wouldn't even be breathin', bro
That's for sure, this ain't no fairy tale shit
But look at the thanks I get
A hit record don't mean a motherfuck to me
Niggas gave you a pass reluctantly
'Cause we told 'em you was with us, the F.O.I.
And the niggas that was with me when I left know why
I said, "Fuck Street Knowledge" and sat far away
"Fuck Ice Cube and Pat Charbonnet"
I gave all I could give
But niggas know where y'all work and know where y'all live
And tryna fuck me that's the worst mistake you could've made
Y'all cursed 'til the price is paid

Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop
Where all the eastside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the westside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the northside niggas at?
Whoop whoop
Where all the southside niggas at?
Whoop whoop whoop

What's up, nigga, you got beef with me, nigga?
Nah, I ain't got beef with you, man
You got beef with my homeboy, nigga?
Your homeboy got beef with me
You got beef with me then, nigga
And

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Writer(s): Anne Dudley, Malcolm McLaren, Trevor Horn