GMEBE Bandz - From the Eastside lyrics

[Hook: GMEBE Bandz] b**h im from the eastside Where we known to let the heat rise Where we bustin' like a street sign Pull up on you windows drop on a nissan And we doublin back just like a rewind And we sippin' on this lean like teatime Say he a driller, but we know he lyin' Its real sh** he a b**h like a feline [?] b**h im from the eastside Where we known to let the heat rise Where we bustin' like a street sign Pull up on you windows drop on a nissan And we doublin back just like a rewind And we sippin' on this lean like teatime Say he a driller, but we know he lyin' Its real sh** he a b**h like a feline [?] [Verse 1: GMEBE Bandz] B-b-b**h you from the east side Ooh we throwing up the deuce no peace sign Real mans get bands how we grind Droppin' dimes how you talk about he fake Well I don't really give a f** what he say, or she say Stuff a brick in a rental like freeway Move it then we sell it all no ebay And then we do it again just like a replay And if you want it we got it with no delay But I'm working 'round clock don't be late I'll keep 22 shots like CDay And got a thot that gon' do whatever the team say Got bands to do a feature with Green Day Talkin' slick gon tell your a** to behave Since I hit its the run up on you like D-Day We all well on the block and my team straight And they shootin' in broad day like DGainz If you really want war let it be known They gon' throw it right at you like Tbow So you can catch a touchdown in the end zone You a lame you steady stuck in the friendzone Boy I'm racing to this money like enzo Movin slo-mo from too many benzos But i'm never fallin' off [?] [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Chief Dinero] GME EBE we them real n***as Over easy real hell cause we squeeze triggers Turn up wit' the squad and we lead n***as [?] Free Fetty, free Dead, free Chief Mo So we can post up, and go and drill wit' 'em Pop pills, sip lean, and go and chill wit' 'em We get a check get 'em pills and them boss issues[?] You finna go meet the whole gang get you I got some GME girls that will hang witchu Then have us come through chopper spraying missiles And you know a lot of 'em still out here And he always juggin, he a nightmare Run up on your money wit me he don't fight fair And if you hoes no where we need that Like a bus fare I keep my gun over easy no trust here Road blockers say I'm sure we post up like a street sign So we ride on the ops and we let them heats fly Not a ops ten line when they call peace nine (yeah they calling peace nine) But we ain't goin, my n***as love blowin We from the east side it's the heart of my city We be riding with them fifties, riding hard through the city Catch a lord its a body we the hottest in the city, GANG! [Hook]