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Verse 1But I'm sayin kidit's only right to represent where I'm fromEast Coast bottom line, But I representwherever I go (what)I'll be on the West Coastwe be gettin high with the fellaswho puff on the liefor Lu-Lu,Sig, and Taieveryday you know how we do (woo)brothers tryin to wreck the crewwe be havin mad funNiggas known me from day onelifestyles of the rich and shamelessViolat'in they were even namelessVerse 2Yo Raff, ring the alarmI know Spig's got my backFreaky Tai spark the charmgive a 1,2 for my man Pretty LuAs i bless the rest of my New York City Booas we continue to bring you the flavrepresent'in L.B.from the cradle to the gravenow hows that, one time for your mindbut when I write down the lineI give sight to the blind, I'mComin thru with the clickWhattcha gonna do when shit gets thickgonna start your runnin and hidinis you gonna start your slippin and slidinman I thought you had this game in a snagHow do it feel with real niggas in your assListen Mr. Cheeks, Freaky TaiPretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice SayChorus-1 for the money2 for the Lie3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by4 Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky TaiMusic Makes Me High1 for the money2 for the Lie3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky TaiMusi Makes Me HighVerse 3Mr. Sex hit me offwith this drug called a trackPlug me in give me a sign to react onwhoever, comes in my pathmake'em feel the wrath (Yeah,Yeah)Are there, any Volunteersdown to lose their careersYo we feels no fearsLegal drug thugs comin thruthat's the dealBeyond 95 L.B. Fam keep it realIt's hard as cleatswalkin on the fuckin strretsPo-nine walks beatsand beats my wife CheeksSo I gots to tally up and get it onget it on, word is born,shit is on, shit is onI must represent for my famreal niggas get rich and Bitch niggas scramtill the day that I die it's L.B.from the year 95 and true 'G'sChorus (2x)Verse 4To all of my, all my niggas doin BidsTo all of my shorties on their own raisin KidsTo all of my peoples who can't seethat we made itniggas know the dealon the real this is ratedHit it to the leftwho's the first one to get it to your mind andstate of shock when I hit itrun up on niggas who be frontin and scammingHey Yo that's word to mineGet that Guy's for my FamNobody wants in and nobody wants outSmokin Trees, gettin 'G'sthat's what we's all abouttry to put it on for the year 9 poundI represent my townshow'em how I gets downL-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-ZStyle flows on thru four familiesI'm gonna stay free till the day that I dieGo with Pretty Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai (word up)Chorus(2x)Verse 5 (Over Female vocals)Hey Yo, gettin highNew York is highEast Coast you get highWest Coast you get highnow my man named Sex he be highCharles too he be highto my man Big Tiz he be highNiggas on the lockdown be high(Freaky Tai)With niggas like thisSweatin up in the studioSo High, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is highFour is highL-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z HighNiggas best even tryGods Day, Die
Verse 1But I'm sayin kidit's only right to represent where I'm fromEast Coast bottom line, But I representwherever I go (what)I'll be on the West Coastwe be gettin high with the fellaswho puff on the liefor Lu-Lu,Sig, and Taieveryday you know how we do (woo)brothers tryin to wreck the crewwe be havin mad funNiggas known me from day onelifestyles of the rich and shamelessViolat'in they were even namelessVerse 2Yo Raff, ring the alarmI know Spig's got my backFreaky Tai spark the charmgive a 1,2 for my man Pretty LuAs i bless the rest of my New York City Booas we continue to bring you the flavrepresent'in L.B.from the cradle to the gravenow hows that, one time for your mindbut when I write down the lineI give sight to the blind, I'mComin thru with the clickWhattcha gonna do when shit gets thickgonna start your runnin and hidinis you gonna start your slippin and slidinman I thought you had this game in a snagHow do it feel with real niggas in your assListen Mr. Cheeks, Freaky TaiPretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice SayChorus-1 for the money2 for the Lie3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by4 Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky TaiMusic Makes Me High1 for the money2 for the Lie3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky TaiMusi Makes Me HighVerse 3Mr. Sex hit me offwith this drug called a trackPlug me in give me a sign to react onwhoever, comes in my pathmake'em feel the wrath (Yeah,Yeah)Are there, any Volunteersdown to lose their careersYo we feels no fearsLegal drug thugs comin thruthat's the dealBeyond 95 L.B. Fam keep it realIt's hard as cleatswalkin on the fuckin strretsPo-nine walks beatsand beats my wife CheeksSo I gots to tally up and get it onget it on, word is born,shit is on, shit is onI must represent for my famreal niggas get rich and Bitch niggas scramtill the day that I die it's L.B.from the year 95 and true 'G'sChorus (2x)Verse 4To all of my, all my niggas doin BidsTo all of my shorties on their own raisin KidsTo all of my peoples who can't seethat we made itniggas know the dealon the real this is ratedHit it to the leftwho's the first one to get it to your mind andstate of shock when I hit itrun up on niggas who be frontin and scammingHey Yo that's word to mineGet that Guy's for my FamNobody wants in and nobody wants outSmokin Trees, gettin 'G'sthat's what we's all abouttry to put it on for the year 9 poundI represent my townshow'em how I gets downL-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-ZStyle flows on thru four familiesI'm gonna stay free till the day that I dieGo with Pretty Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai (word up)Chorus(2x)Verse 5 (Over Female vocals)Hey Yo, gettin highNew York is highEast Coast you get highWest Coast you get highnow my man named Sex he be highCharles too he be highto my man Big Tiz he be highNiggas on the lockdown be high(Freaky Tai)With niggas like thisSweatin up in the studioSo High, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is highFour is highL-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z HighNiggas best even tryGods Day, Die