[Chorus] All my niggaz on the east side if you rydin' throw it up 
All my niggaz on the west side if you bangin' throw it up 
All my niggaz on the south side get it crunk and throw it up 
All my niggaz on the north side get it poppin' throw it up [Drag-On] 
Yeah, I don't give a fuck what set you claim or what block you from 
Or what ave you in 
I let off shots until the coppers come even bust shots at ya ambulances (uh) and 
I'm on that 
Double R shit we the niggaz when it come to that hard shit 
Drag's that nigga in the hood ya mamma told you don't get in the car wit 
Hop out the car give niggaz a dap they think you a gangsta 
I think it's a act cause you ain't never rob nothin' never shot nothin' never touched a piece of crack 
Drag ain't back the streets is back put the guns to his mom make him eat that kidnap his son send his feet back we 
Double R niggaz know where we at [Chorus] [Drag-On] 
I'ma nigga that could fuck with my thugs crip it up with the crips throw it up with the bloods drag use to never cook that rap like 
I cook that crack now my nicks look like dubs 
I could hustle 
I could flip that pack 
Crack in my bitch ass she shit that back (uh) niggaz wonder why she sit like that four five better rubber the grip like that this ain't the muthafuckin' dirty south 
It's that 
New York nigga wit that dirty mouth (uh) 
I'm the one feds heard about 'cause 
I'm the only nigga getting birds in a drop 
I spit the ridiculous fast dump a clip in ya ass 
Push ya shit in the back knocked ya shit is a rap 
All we gotta do put the hits out like park the car 
Up the block hit it and get in the cab [Chorus] [Drag-On] 
I got guns 
I ain't gotta use a mask with you a nigga 
I could never do crime with pop them nines with make a nigga up them shines quick show a nigga where the key's is at before a nigga show you where the leaves is at 'cause that's where we'll leave you at 
Double R we where the streets is at 
We could do it we could thug it out 
We could go get your people we could slug it out (uh) 
The last nigga frontin in the club 
The security came drug him out 
Double R show you what the thug about (uh) 
Anything we use go in and out knife or gun 
All my niggaz know not to run until the job is done c'mon! [Chorus]x2