Eastside Ryders Styles P (Ft. Tha Eastsidaz)

[Verse 1: Tray Deee]
Who run these streets? Love Thug Beats?
Ruff Spoken, Guns Speak, Blood Leak
Lug heat for the threat not protection
Not a question, Busta Tests I got rest 'em
Catch 'Em Slippin, in the hood or the mall
You ain't strapped, we can scrap, I'm good with the Doggs
Fuck Talkin', Chuck Walkin' in my khakis
Rag Swangin', Gang Bangin' nigga brang it at me
Eastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the masses
We The Niggas holla out the set when we blastin'
Insane 20 gang, anything killa
Tracy Davis, Hair Raises, Goldie Loc The Stealer
Gang Lock Down, We Can't Stop Now
Get in the way of villan and Tray spray hot rounds
Suckas chose thuggin' as a last resort, ain't that a bitch?
Here we do this shit for sport This CRIP

[Chorus: Tray Deee]
We ridaz, keep the heat beside us
Better Not try us, Touch ya like Midas
Ruff Rydaz, Ride with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the Royal Highness
Well we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks
Dippin with the Jags and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll with Ruff Rydaz
Try to step aside us or get right behind us