[Verse 1: Kam]
Well, it's the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4
And I thought you knew the drill but you still don't hear me tho
KAM and Watts Up from the grassroots
No Daisy Dukes shit, knockin crazy-ass boots
N***a please, we kick it like G's
Puttin down work when I lurk, don't even sneeze (up the gold D's)
That's just the Eastside way of gettin chips
When you're raised up dealin with the Dogs and the 'rips
New cars get tagged, riders get wrecked
N***as' caps get peeled back and chins get checked
Don't expect no love or no apology
The kids ain't fallin for your child psychology
In 9 and 4 mindin yo business was the best bet
Screamin 'Watts Riot', we ain't even made a mess yet
You shouldn't speak with a weak heart
You gots to finish everything you start
That's why I'm down for mine

[ Hook ]
(Get down for yours
I'm down for mine)

"Hit the park, bailed out the car"
"To get away from the A.K. spray in the broad day"
"South Central, the ill mental"
"Just kept steppin, hit em up and said right"