[Hook]   Put em in the air, rep where you stay (x4)   Put em up my nigga put em up (x4)   I'm a west side nigga so fuck what ya think   I'm a south side nigga so fuck what ya think   I'm a north side nigga so fuck what ya think   I'm a east side nigga so fuck what ya think      [Baby D]   Now you can catch me in a black tee iced up   In the club on a freak wit my sess up   See I don't give a fuck   Nigga knuck if you buck   I see through these weak niggas cuz i peak niggas   On my street niggas throwin up the east side buckin on hoes   Get out my face young nigga fo i shot at your nose   I stay strapped call these fake niggas aint givin me that   Now he aint thinkin cuz i had to put a hole in his cap   Don't get it twisted by the rap homes   The way I rock homes   Stay in the streets with bricks get my grind on   I fuck wit real niggas out in the field niggas   2.5 on a crip befo the deal niggas   Ya think im playin wit ya betta listen what i'm sayin to ya   Ya push me ima have to put these hands to ya   I'm on as concrete the nightmare on yo street   Aint nobody in the A fuckin wit me      [Hook]      [Sean Paul]   Yea im back (back), drop top 'lac on deck   Crease in my slash shawty how you love dat   You know the name you hear the slang   Shawty slurrin out my mouth   Aint no thang you know we damn down in the dirty south   I'm a east side nigga bitch i put it in yo face   All my niggas they gorillas they aint scared to get no pay   Nigga traffin servin yay keep them heaters stowed away   Young niggas hundred dolla billas killas where i stay   All my niggas they have bud and all   Smokin drankin servin yall   Young niggas we been a case, stashin dope up in they jaw   From the po pos trappin on the back street   Killa of the night ride wit work up on the back street   Yea I'm for real hoe   Catch me switchin lane to lane   Comin down on candy mayne bumpin out of damn shame   And yous a damn lame thankin that my fo dont ride   So Paul will work them all yall to the east side      [Hook]      [Pastor Troy]   Last but not least its the Pastor yall   Always been ready to ball   Big ol cars, gave me the words   Hit the O wit big blunts of herbs   South side nigga my hood rep well   You don't like detroit nigga go to hell   All I can tell, ya washed up   Try me home boy, ya fucked up   My home boys, DSGB, the (??) is ridin with me   For ever damn the real rep the real   I'm puttin it up for my nigga Dolla Bill      [Hook]