Eastside Story
G Herbo
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Ayy, G Herbo, this a real Eastside story right here, man R.I.P. them niggas, haan Used to ride the front of the bus now I'm in the back of the 'Bach Nigga this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trappin' and strapped This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi and I start fuckin' with Cap Jay Moe was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was fuckin' with rap I met Kobe on the five, we was Mike'd down in '05 Girbauds and spray painted shirts Now big bro own one of mine Wake up, money on my mind Think bout foe'nem all the time Back when Grams lived on the four First floor, 7405 Vito stayed on the other side Him and Hill real runnin' wild With Chico and probably smokin' 'dro Eight bucks for a pound of loud Used to leave for school, Lil Blac on Chico 'nem porch all the time F*ck with OGs off the five Shorties and shit wasn't my crowd Foe'nem fuckin' up the wheel I ran Bouchet, ain't f*ck with Powell That was grade school by the way, we been them niggas all this time Actin' East headed for the rap, damn near still know all the rhymes Five to nine, Yates back to Colfax, Terrortown was on the map Niggas know there ain't a bitch we ain't fucked, takin' hoes back Used to do Pelle coats with the screw back Chrome buck-fifty, matched the new gat Leather La McKinnons with the wheat Timbs Fazo had one that was blue black G Fazo, no need to say more Punch so hard, make you wanna shoot back Shawty off MB don't do that F*ck that, I'on't even wanna talk about it Miss all my niggas, white chalk about 'em Naw they ain't like us, niggas bitch made Lil' nigga, big gun, that was Lil Gage Fucked up, lil' bro was lil' sis age Made eighteen hundred on a good day "You gon end up dead or broke Or in jail like your dad and uncle," shit, that's what the hood say Might as well sell dope, rob, steal go kill anything tryna stay afloat I'm on point like an arrow Aim the Glock like PeeWee, tell the opp, "Hello" Got smoke like Dero, remember walkin' down Marquette, me and G Farro Hoodied up if we got to blow Still f*ck the opps crazy, R.I.P. Alamo 79th Street raised me, some of my niggas since babies No Limit crazy Remember nights off the lazy Mom's tellin' me to slow down, steady tryna persuade me I was deep in the streets, she callin' and gettin' no sleep Scared for her baby I was runnin' the east Turnin' into Lil Herbo G The big Humble Beast, ayy
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Written by: Herbert Randall Wright, London Buckner
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