[Intro]
Dipset, Jones! Huh
How G is this? Gangsta [Jim Jones]
How G is this? Gangsta [Killa Cam]
How G is this? Gangsta [Santana]
How G is this? Gangsta [Freeky!]
How G is this? Gangsta [DipSet!]
How G is this? Gangsta [DipSet!]
How G is this? Gangsta [It's Dipset!]

[Hook 1]
I'm from this other side where brothers ride
You bangin' over these colors, right? [Brraaat]
Get caught up on the wrong turf and you a bitch
They goin' up in your skirt [N***a's pussy]
And life, man
The stakes is high
Cause my n***as tryna eat, and
The price of the steak is high
But my n***as ain't gonn' settle for no
Cheese steaks and fries [Nope!]
Every n***a in my ghetto
Could you please relate to I? [Holla at me]
You see the boys that police chase to ride, and [Fuck Squally]
Speak no name in the [?] train [Screw police]
Dangerous ground where gang'uhs get found [Brrrat Brrrat]
Slumped, slain; with their brains on the ground [news flash!]
I've been through the marathon, and singing the saddest song [Struggle continues]
And crime ain't go'n stop if you speak to Minister Farrakhan [?]
How could you wack somebody to a tone [screw that]
When we grew up hard body, and
No body was at home? [Where's my mother at?]
So, of course, we plagued the lobby with the chrome
And my city filled with thugs
Place Gotti on the throne [RIP], or
N***as like Fritz, to get it like Rich [Harlem!]
And I would'a said Alpo
But the n***a's a SNITCH [Don't respect that!]
I'm from the projects where the B's ride hard
Taft and Foster where they breathe 5 Stars, and
Task Force in their Capris try hard, to get you
Trapped and caught on a 3 to 9 charge. [Fuck the judge]
Convicted to sales, restricted to jails [8x10], I guess my
Vision just failed, but this isn't hell
Shit
[Hook 2]
In every ghetto, n***as hanging just like us, and uh
If beef come, they think "Ain't no thing." and just go'n bust
But I don't know what the fuck they thought
Them n***as go'n bang, just like us, and uh
Rep they set for their gang, and this I trust. [East Side!]
I'm from where we get drunk and wild blunted [Harlem!]
This is Harlem, y'all, aka the Wild Hundreds!
[B-B-Brraaat]

[Outro]
J-eah!
DipSet, you know what it is. Capo status!
How real is...that? G's up!
[laugh] You heard me! East Side!
It's your boy, Jones. Dipset [That's right]
New York's rider man, tri-state bandit [Capo!]
50 State Rebels, you know what it is
My slogan; "Fuck a button up, I'm never shuttin' up." [Til the wheels fall off!]
Government'll never stop me, ya herd!
Dipset, Killa, holla at me
Juelz Santana, Freeky Zeeky, they can't stop em
Hell Rell come home, free Shiek Ali [G-G-G]
You know what it is, all my soilders behind the G-wall, keep your head up and your eyes open [G-Jo-G]
I'll see you when you get out here. Til then?
Inhale, exhale, shakin' nuts, n***a, no homo
I'm outta this biya-ya-itch
G's up. East Side!
How G is this....gangsta