Lyrics

[Verse 1] They just don't know ese This shit just begun Ese Tokes is back And got'em all on the run Running around with their tails Between their legs Calling me and call they do it beg Ese Tokes please let us roll homie Ese Tokes por favor don't forget about me Fuck that ese where the fuck you been What the fuck have you done Since I left the crime scene I'm back ese And Ima put us where we should be Bring Gangsta rap back And keep it G You punk ass fools been going out like suckers Ain't done a fuckin thing You punk motherfucker Making us look bad Fuckin up the game Talking about shit that make no sense All I wanna do Is just run up on you fools Put it to your dome And do what gangsters do [Hook] You motherfuckers said I was Old school But then again you try to do everything I do Ese I had to come back The game needs me I had to bring it all back for all my G's All my Southsiders Who's been keepin it real All my real motherfuckers Who know the deal Don't trip homie Ima bring it all back So we can kick it like we used to Like Kobe and Shaq [Verse 2] To all my Eastsiders and Southside fools My Westside riders and my Northsiders too In Southern California Ese you know how we do We throw it up non stop We keep it true blue We mob ese And we don't give a fuck Bald head Black Locs With them all white chucks Hell yeah ese We keep it mothafuckin bangin Bustin Glocks AK's Keep your fuckin ears ringin That's how we do Where I'm from homie Yeah I know you wish you can do it like me I'm bringin' it back ese For my fools in the pin And my fools in the streets This is what I do breath and shit I'm original ese You can't get none of this Ese Tokes with that Eastside drama If you not knowing ese Go ask your pops or your momma [Hook] You motherfuckers said I was Old school But then again you try to do everything I do Ese I had to come back The game needs me I had to bring it all back for all my G's All my Southsiders Who's been keepin it real All my real motherfuckers Who know the deal Don't trip homie Ima bring it all back So we can kick it like we used to Like Kobe and Shaq [Verse 3] I'm bringin it back Cause no one else had the balls I'm jumping out the Chevy's Striking up the walls I'm an Eastsider You vatos know what's up When my enemigas see me They run and duck That's what's up Pop pop go my Glock Motherfuckers drop as my Chevy hops White sheet full of blood Putos run out of luck Brain splatter on the curve Puto now you're fucked That's how it goes on my side of town You got to be quick And unload all your rounds Before you be the motherfucker Laying on the ground So be trucha when you rollin in the calle East bound I'm just letting you know What to expect fool This is the life we live This is the shit we do We live it We breathe it We see it We do it Come at your own risk And try not to get wet [Hook] You motherfuckers said I was Old school But then again you try to do everything I do Ese I had to come back The game needs me I had to bring it all back for all my G's All my Southsiders Who's been keepin it real All my real motherfuckers Who know the deal Don't trip homie Ima bring it all back So we can kick it like we used to Like Kobe and Shaq