Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eastside LB, artist - Twinz. Album song Conversation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Eastside LB |
Chorus: Cause this is Eastside Long Beach |
(Where ya' at?) |
Beeeeeeeeach |
(Where ya' at?) |
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeach |
(Where ya' at?) |
(Where) |
(ya') |
(at?) |
Ba-da-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-daaa |
(That's the type) (Yeah) |
(Cuz a Eastside party ain’t no joke) |
Smoke, smoke… then Locc |
(Cuz a Eastside party ain’t no joke) |
The first stop PCH and atlantic, the homefront |
Poly apartments where the party still jumps |
From dusk to dawn, makin me yawn, cuz I’m out late |
Smokin in the cut with the homies, 86 the date |
Don’t feel like trippin tonight, so I get back |
More concerned with my paper, cause now I’m on contract |
Wonderin if this meal ticket a guarantee |
Me a way out of the Eastside of LB |
But you know like I know, ain’t no place like home |
Gone for a second best believe that I’m back home |
24−7 where the love just don’t stop |
Comedian done tell the homies on the block |
Get together, cuz ain’t nothin changed but my mood |
I might get to tweak and start to trippin on fools |
But I chill, I hangs with them niggas that’s real |
Headed to the Eastside nigga you know the deal |
Now as time passes by I sit and wonder where it all went |
Days at King Park when free lunch was the lick |
Hangin out baggin with the homies on the block |
Some workin jobs, others slingin rocks |
Blazin up that thai bumpin shit from way back |
All my niggas in the cut tryin to keep away from flack |
Everybody drinkin so we all gotta stroll |
Some drinkin 8-Ball others black and gold |
Gotta get my hair cut so you know I gots to peel |
Bellin back from PCH on my way to Bobby Neal’s |
Tighten up my fade make a stop at VIP |
I’m on the lookout, the latest hit from DJ Warren G |
At night we steppin scandlous tryin to party with the skirts |
Wit a glass in your hand, time to put in work |
The Eastside steady dippin plenty drama in the name |
Wit nine into that nine folk peepin everything |
I step right out the club to the party by my mama house |
It don’t close till four and everybody still hangin out |
Just-a-laughin, talkin, crackin them jokes |
Got the munchies like a mutha we still gonna smoke |
Loc I know I can’t make it to the nickel tonight (And why is that?) |
Chocolate Thai got me through for the night |
So carry on cuz I’m gone in the wind my friends |
Showin' nothin' but the love for the city I’m in |
If you can groove to this well then smoke |
If you can move to this well then Loc |
Because ain’t no party like an Eastside party |
Cuz a Eastside party ain’t no joke |
If you can groove to this well then smoke |
If you can move to this well then Locc |
Because ain’t no party like a Eastside party |
Cuz a Eastside party ain’t no joke |