Lyrics:

Dipset, Jones
How G is this
Gangsta - Jim Jones
How G is this
Gangsta - Killa Cam
How G is this
Gangsta - Santana
How G is this
Gangsta - Freaky
How G is this
Gangsta - Dipset (3x)

I'm from this other side
Where brothers ride
They bangin' over these colors right.
You get caught up in the wrong turf
You're a bitch and they're goin' up in you're skirts.
In life, man the stakes is high
Cuz' my niggaz tryina eat
And the price of these steaks is high.
My niggaz ain't gon settle
For no cheesesteaks and fries.
Every nigga in my ghetto
Could you please relate to I.
You see the boys
That police chase to the ride.
Speak no name (something)
Dangerous grounds where gangas get found
Slumped nd slain with their brains on the ground.
I been through the marathon
I sing me the saddest song
And crime ain't gon stop
If you speak to Minister Farrakhan.
How could you wack somebody (something)
When we grew up hardbody
And nobody wasn't home
So of course we played the llami wit the chrome
And my city filled with the thugs
Placed Gotti on the throne.
Niggas like fritz to get it like rich.
And I woulda sent alpo but that niggas a snitch
I'm from the projects where the B's ride hard,
Taft and Foster where they breathe 5 stars
Task force nd the capris try hard to get you
Trapped nd caught on a 3 to 9 charge.
Convicted to sales, restricted to jails.
I guess my vision just failed
But this isn't hell.
In every ghetto niggaz hangin' jus like us.
Beef come they think ain't no thang they jus gon bust.
But I don't know what the fuck they thought
Them niggaz just gon bang just like us.
Rep they set for they gang and thats our trust.
I'm from where we get drunk and wild blunted.
I'm from Harlem, ya'll. aka wild hundred

Dipset you know what it is
Capo status
How real is dat
G's up
You heard me, east side
It's your boy jones
Dipset
That's right new york's rider man
The tri state dandy
The 50 state rebels
You know my slogan
Fuck a button up and I'm never shuttin' up
Tell the government stop me
You heard
Dipset killa holla at me
Juelz santana, freaky zekey they can't stop us
Hell rell come home, free sheik ali
You know what it is
All my soldiers behind gon keep you're and you're eyes open
I see you when you get out here 'till then,
Inhale exhale shake you're nuts nigga no homo
I'm outta this biaiaitch
G's up east side