(Hurry, hurry, step right up   and see the side show in town   for only 50 cents)      [ D-Loc ]   Wait, wait, cut this shit, man   This ain't no muthafuckin side show   Rich, kick the side show      ( *DJ Daryl cuts up* )   (1)   (2)   (3)   (Make it funky)      [ Richie Rich ]   It's a Saturday night, my girl's actin real shitty   Due to the fact I just left Campbell City   Straight lace Zeniths and vogues all on point   On my way to the Town to get a doja joint   Pushed it to the 7 to get some dank   Hit the liquor store to cold get drank   Now I got my doja, sippin on Nitro   Peace playboy, I'm on my way to the side show   Down [Street Name] to the light   Let me warm it up, I ( ? ) tight   There's a Chevy on my side, windows straight tinted   I think he got hype when he saw me spin it   I'm up outta there, sideways to the next life   Vogues kinda smokin but Zeniths still tight   I'm at the side show, parlayin and playin   Music on hit, head straight swayin   To the sounds of the 415 and the Locster   Girlie on the corner on jock, so I approached her   Spoke real smooth and said, "Hey, what's happenin?"   She said, "Dubble-R, is that you rappin?"   I said, "Ah nah, baby, that ain't me   You listen to the sounds of the L-o-c   The same clique, the 415, we make paper   But back up, bitch, I can see you got the vapors"   A lazy, towed up, tore down hoe   She's lookin for some dick at the side show      You know what I'm sayin?   In Oakland, California, every Saturday night, brothers be ridin   Straight lace Zeniths, rag tops, buckets, high performance   We really don't be trippin, you know what I'm sayin?   But now it's like this      [ Richie Rich ]   Police came through, but now they're gone   In other words, the side show's on   Troy's in a Maxima straight up lit   Short's comin through in a Benz with a kit   Oakland's movin somethin, and that's real   Bruce from the Deuce comin through in a 'Ville   This is a side show, boy, we don't fake it      Police come through on a fluke and try to break it   Up like that with a riot hat   You're gonna need more than a billy club and a gat   To stop the side show, officer, just think   Maybe you should come and hit the spot with a tank   Cause the brothers from the O are gonna keep on ridin   Yo can hit a tight one, straight sidin   See, we ain't really trippin off jail or the tickets   A brother wants to post, make mail and kick it   Now listen, this is the code to the show   For the people out there who just don't know   If your shit is hella clean, then bring it   If it's high performance, then swing it   If it's a motorcycle, you better serve it   And if you get a ticket, you better deserve it   As long as you can say, "Man, I let em know"   Then peace, you did it at the side show      It's a everyday thing   Every Saturday night brothers be tearin up cars   Brothers be comin through swingin em   I don't know what's goin on, I'm juiced   I'm in the Town, I strikes through   I see bitches, corner to corner, block to block   You know, basically it's just (funky)      [ Richie Rich ]   Corner to corner, block to block   Flock Zeuses and EV's that knock   Gold-diggin bitches in the City of O   Lookin for a nigga with a cash flow   That's the type of shit that gets em off   Material shit, at the side show, boss   Brothers get started, and man, don't quit   Kiki's on the engine about to tear up shit   It's about 2 o'clock and the show's still goin   Bitches all at the gas station hoein   A nigga like me never ever spends cash on hoes   Nah, I need a new set of vogues   Candy paint will make a bitch peep   But she'll never get a muthafuckin dime out of me   Peace to everybody in the O that I know   Dubble-R get with you at the side show      Believe that   Cause it's real      This one goes out to my DJ Daryl-Ski   My homeboy L-o-c   And of course the Jigga, the Jed