[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah yeah
Eastside
All the time

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Timeport two-way pager, Dreamcast, Sega
Mitchelll & Ness, Chicago Bears, Gale Sayers
Straight player, no Captain Save-her
With my right-hand, blaze a jernt of fire, that we grew out in L-A-er
Whole lotta paper that we makin', bitch, we made it
If I ain’t have that care, why in the fuck would I say it
Pull up, hit the switch, and lay it to the pavement
Haters ain't even wanna look at n***a way, and shit
Andretti, forty cars, thirty of 'em Chevies
The other ten foreign, rap-star shit, I couldn’t help it
Put you on game, I ain't selfish
But I won't give ya everything, 'cause you can't be helpless
Figure out how to contribute to the wellness
Of the operating system that's bringin' in all that mail, bitch
That's me, money machine, the triple-beam
The Hummer pullin the jet skis in the lake for the team
The helicopter waiting, rooftop, the Glock with the beam
Camouflage AR-15's, measures of protecting the green
Measures of protecting the team, directions of the king
Burn it all down, spare not a muhfuckin' thing
Bulletproof Jetta parked a mile from the crime scene
He on the stretcher tellin' medics everything
I’m countin' cheddar in the Malibu breeze
I’m writing letters, and recite 'em on beats
I'm gettin' better everyday, like sheesh
Eastside
[Verse 2: Premo Rice]
Good Morning Eastside to get the scoop
My n***a Spitta out there in the drop-top coupe
He got the Rolls Royce parked, with the pimped out rims
A few hood bitches with the Forces and Timbs
All fly honeys at the front of the shows
All real Jet n***as blowin' the O's
Cash out handed to the pimps and the macks
Ass out, strutting from the front to the back