Now this is a story all about how
Your bitch got flipped, turned upside down
I know you love her, that's your bitch, n***a, bet not cry
Let me tell you about a story of the Prince of the East Side
In South Central LA born and raised
On the avenue is where I spent most of me days
Never love a bitch and that's my only rule
Ran into a lil bitch and she started to drool
I ain't know that was your bitch, she was up to no good
Doodoo mama thot bopping in a neighborhood
She fucked on all of the homies and you wasn't there
She said: "I hate my boyfriend, cause the n***a a square"
I can promisе you this: that girl's pussy is fried
Now I'm looking at your face, why you starting to cry?
You ain't that was your bitch is fucking on my guy?
But this is just another talе about the Prince of the East Side
I whistled for the block and I told them: "Come slide"
And now the whole watts already hit your bitch from the side
You ain't know that was your bitch is fucking on my guys
This is just another tale about the Prince of the East Side
You pul-led up on that bitch about seven or eight
Breaking bread, kissing ass, you took her on a date
You was kissing on her face - oh my God, what a shame
Now I see why she's saying: her n***a so lame
Now she fucking with Kenndog
And she ain't getting shit from a n***a but my balls