Jim Jones - Certified GangstaLyrics

Yeah, East Side, said we ridin' at East Side Say, please roll up while we [Incomprehensible] Say, please roll up that we [Incomprehensible] You know I keep my eyes wide East Side high risers, West Side lowriders Vest with the four fire, yes, I fo' sho' fire D I P lowrider, see police, slow the ride See scwalay, nigga 'Cause they be thinkin' that the ride stolen Keep your head up an' your eyes open Load the lead up while the ride rollin' Creep up on a motha like, "What you say, fucka ?" Well fuck him an' if he live smoke him We don't appeal to the law You know we ride this motherfucker till 'em wheels fall off An' the first bastard get fly You know blad blad blad, was my reply 89 Wolf Pack an' we wylin' P 89 pull gats 'cause we violent, shit Yeah, we put coke on the strip Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit Since I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz All day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz We still in ages of glocks, razors or octs 'Cause I lay in the drop, pump the base on the pocket Move the H on our block, in front of H an' are block See the face on our watch, put your face on our cock I keep the looga hug, show you how to use the snub Whoop te woo, fuck around, be you I plug I don't do the drugs, baby, I move the drugs Right on the computer, love, it sound like computer love Duck the cop cappers an' the top hatters Fock flavors, Harlem world, we got gators Not dead, I said they alive Lions, tigers, bears, oh, my It's a straight zoo, A to Z, May to April Bring the apes through, fuck around, you be ape food Baked food, 9 bitches 8 dudes Diamond visions, great cubes, get it straight, fool Since I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz All day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz You know I ride through Lennox, all eyes on my pendant But I'm movin' like, oh, Dog was riddin' a menace Wit that automatic weapon, blowin' live through my tenant While I'm breezin' through the jects, blowin' live on the tenants I'm pourin' liquor for the dead an' gone An' we retaly same night, load the blinkers wit the letters on We come to get you till the dead an' morn Knock, knock, wake up, mothafucker, you know who it is Killa an' Jones coppin' one dawn Big birds, the rocks an' our charms He got the bird, the glocks in my palm I got the word from King Joffrey, the bomb My nigga Zeekey surely a hard rock How he survived them 40 sum odd shots As we ride, he screamed out, "East Side" All the time as I reply Since I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz All day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz Yeah, yeah, what you seen here Is Certified Gangstaz on this shit Jim Jones, [Incomprehensible] status Dipset, New York's robbin' man Killa the dawn a.k.a King Joffrey Jo You know how we ride out Shout to my G's, "Keep your head up an' eyes open" Dipset