[Chorus]
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
(Got a strap on the side, got a strap on the side)

[Verse 1]
Broke 'em down with the clip and a trigger
Screamin' like Eiht, yelling, "Come on, n***as"
Nappy head motherfuckers in a Coupe de Ville
Lightin' shit up like Fire Marshal Bill
You see I hops on the flow like my n***a Domino
And get a big fat sack of yay-ay
A ki or a half, a motherfuckin' thang
Pistol whip a n***a with a AK-ay
Peep this, la-di-da-di, I shot up his body
Left his ass bloody in the front of the party
Yeah, a y-a-young n***a rollin' up out the cut
Do a drive-by with the feds on my nuts
N***as be gettin' gatted when they step to this G, see
I pulls my motherfuckin' UZI
And spill his brains (Spill his brains), spill his brains (Spill his brains)
Spill his brains in his motherfuckin' lap
I pulls a jack (Pulls a jack), pulls a jack (Pulls a jack)
And shoot the heart out his motherfuckin' back
I come from 187, not with that ho shit
So n***a, spark up the bomb so we can blow shit (Blow shit)
[Chorus]
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G

[Verse 2]
Comin' up at they ass like Tales of the Crypt, and
Uz' thing swallow that ass like Lipton, n***a
And now they try to wonder and figure
How the fuck Charles Manson turned himself to a n***a
B-uh-blast on they ass with the holes in the barrel
Bullets fly in they chest like a motherfuckin' sparrow
'Cause we get like Stephen King, bodies swing from my ceiling
Opens up your chest when it's time for the cap peelin'
'9-4, in the door with a fat gat
Comin' like this, break 'em down like that
The n***a with the plats and a fat crack sack
Po-pos on my back, blow they ass off the map
With the 1-8-7, madman killer
Spill a n***a guts for the fuck, 'cause I be—

[Chorus]
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
[Verse 3]
It goes one for the treble but you don't wanna floss
Unless you wanna flex with my bitch Nina Ross
G-uh-gat that ass with the double deuce Derringer
From the Bay Area, the pall burier
Six n***as carry ya, mama in hysteria
Walk up to your motherfuckin' coffin and I stare at ya
'Cause you's a dead motherfucker, black
And you never shoulda fucked with the 187 Fac
So knick knack paddy wack, give a G a gat
And put some bullets in that ass crack, yeah
Break 'em down with the MAC
And like John Madden '93, boom, he's on his back
Spice 1 is a motherfuckin' trooper
So say "what up" to the East Bay Freddy Krueger
Blow the head off a motherfuckin' cow
When my gat go off like a M-1000
Take the hood off your hooptie when I bust a cap
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side

[Chorus]
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G
[Outro]
Rolling with my motherfuckin' strap on the side of me
(Peace to my motherfuckin' 9)
Don't fuck with the East Bay G