[Lil' Ooo Weee, it's down Long Beach connect gang Me an my daz doing thangs Yea, can't this shit, Im tired of all this bull shit independent over here, now what im sayin You cant count my shit, ya
Dillinger] I smoked Tora I had an call Went a little old nigga to an world wide rap star My stay fat sometimes I want to say fuck rap and get an (Why's That) where's my heart is at, that why I started that Somebody tell me at So I can get in riding on the 110, to the 91 to 710 Im in the beach again, just riding high jumped out with an grin fuckers shoot ten Started off with fifty dollars, no Im up to an Hit nigga after lick, C.I.S now im on some shit
[Daz Dillinger 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
[Lil' I touch more woman than I can feel I stop at the set where the chill I big homie C-bo with the gat and bat Cross the street and the with the orange sack As I continue my down m.l.k I bust a right and see my hanging out on nineteen Baby boy where that gangsta who and g.c Im that little C Style from nineteen street Not haft way to dip to my just yet I spot an bad ass bitch she want to give me some So I ten Tracy's, I got an bitch to get I love bitches that I just cant hit
[Lil C-Style 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
[Daz Yea, ha ha one nine nine Daz an Lil coming through you like that Now you Eastside is where we hang Got the one nine loc and doing the Don't curb serving, dub or die Taking penitentiary and rapping at the same time My homie want way back You better read the and know where you at Or get your ass jack, that's why I stay strap When im on the Eastside I it on my lap Lil
C Style] Nigga I got strap though im fresh out the county and aint trying to go back To roaches and rats And ass food, I aint try to eat that Im trying to see brand new and an cadillac Where my six hoes, one on the bizzat my Daz and you know we on fizzat I was carrying to and duce to an four-five strizzat So up and recognize us Me an my nigga D-A-Z we nothin but some riders Aint an damn thang could us This is ass mother fucking Eastsidas
C-Style Chorus 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
[Daz and Lil C We on some gangsta nigga We on some shit nigga
Pimping] Now you aint never the feeling like the blow That place the show and the nine nine that how shit go Fa sho, smoking is what makes go Blowing around over here How many is with the on the bed Yea, you heard what the I said Yea, that some of that gangsta That aint representing with that shit Nigga just let it be that about no bull shit Cause this song, now that is some of that gangsta