East Coast - Statik Selektah, Noreaga, Lil Fame of M.O.P.

Fuck who you be or what the fuck

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Squeeze toast, leave most

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Fuck that, yea who dat?

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Squeeze toast, leave most

East coast coast

East east coast, East East coast

Yo when Snoop and them was kicking buildings down by your fucking house

Most of y’all was fucking quiet like a church mouse

They had New York New York, We had L.A. L. A

We had the army fatigues, you had the negligee

Ay, you see I rep for my city kid

And even Biggie said he love what my niggas did

Just in case you wanna go and check the record

It wasn’t Mobb Deep, that was CNN’s record

But them Mob niggas came with us, Trag spit flame with us

Nas said he had our back, then he put our name against us

Yea, It was an East coast victory

It’s not a mystery, this East coast history

We drink champ, drink lager on the beer tip

Now they dressing funny, they on some queer shit

Yea, I’m on some «I don’t even care» shit

Just stay away from me, fuck the weird shit

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Squeeze toast, leave most

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Fuck that, bring 'em out

East coast coast

East East coast, East East coast

Squeeze toast, leave most

East coast coast

East east coast, East East coast

Fuck that, bring 'em out

I’ll take you back to the Source Awards

Suge Knight said come to Death Row, that was way back when

I sit and think about it and wondered how this shit would have went

If me and Bill would’ve went back then

Well fuck that, I’m like the East coast Eazy E

Nigga, the flow is on PCP

You’ll get pistol whipped and stripped for your shirt

Your footage on ??

DVD, World Star and VladTV

Fuck that!

A lot of killers in rap over the years though

We ain’t worried about them, they all weirdos

Mic booth gorillas, we don’t hear those

Frank Ocean ass niggas, they’re all queers, though

Yall ain’t fuckin with the kid, Fizz Royal

Half Caribbean kid gone wild

And this is East coast, East coast

Squeeze toast, leave most

In the blood they’re laying in, fuckin with Fame and them