Represent

Lyrics

[Verse 1: K-Mack] A smile on my face but death behind my eyes When I pull a trigga, nigga, don't be surprised I realize, that niggas don't give a fuck Been down so long, now it's time to press my luck on comin' up Because the hustle just in me And when I bend a corner, niggas be green with envy 'Cause I hit the switch upon y'all ditches, fuck some bitches 'Cause I'm a mack and y'all niggas in love, bitch-crazy I'm tryna get money daily I ain't got paid for no motherfuckin' raps yet That's why I ain't gave up the fuckin' sack yet Wack ass niggas irritate my ears When I, blow the chronic, to relax my mind Say check one, two, one, two, and come out on time L.A., the land of milk and honey But fuck that fame, without no motherfuckin' money I get some work and go outta town Before a nigga like the Mister K-Mack get clowned Niggas say fuck what the contract say It's '94, that shit don't work no more And niggas, they be saltin' me, sayin' I can't rap I know who it is and we'll see about that, yeah Who lasts the longest, and who stay up on it When upon a mic, I'm slayin' all opponents Macks like myself slip and slide to the left of the police, no peace Niggas that's weak won't last Outta gas while I make more cash Tryna check a mint and representin' on that ass [Interlude: Kam] Haha, damn, here we go Last song on the album; that was my nigga K-Mack Watts up, shoutout to Layback Ain't forgot about you baby [Verse 2: D-Dope] Fuck with this, D-Dope with that rap twist Givin' a fuck about a young ho that I hit This is the Dope You knowin' about the bitches I'm tossin' Never flossin', 'cause all the fancy shit is straight costin' a grip And on the East, we ain't got it like that Just a handful of young hogs with 9 millimeter straps Dangerous, thug life, dog ass niggas Young Joe, Mister Felony, D-Dope, cap peelers And the gang that come from, nigga be tryna jack Suicidal thoughts leave from my head and see back Through the hood where I make my own rules with the Tec Niggas get no respect and punk hoes I neglect, fool Take it from a gangsta that be makin' 'em bow down I got that motherfuckin' hawkeye, bitch, you ride around Clown studio niggas every time, now you see Fuckin' off cops, capital W-A-T-T D from the Eastside could never be a punk I roll with my indo, nigga, and my pistol-grip pump Get wit' a real nigga if you thinkin' that you can fade If you can't, ay girl, I gotta be gettin' paid I'm the number one life-taker, nigga, what I said It's me, Eastside what I represent [Interlude: Kam] Yeah, y'all ain't knowin' Shoutout my nigga Young Joe, Mister Felony, D-Dope Y'all know what's poppin', Big Grand Who we got up next? [Verse 3: Solo] Bitchmade motherfuckers always gettin' shit twisted Mark ass niggas claimin' that they realistic But missed it by a long shot, you in the wrong spot Fakin' the funk, we ain't takin' ya, punk I'm stayin' down for mine, but at the same time comin' up Fuck a fed, watch a basehead bum a cup I'm tryna check a knot, gots me a hustle Steady gettin' sex 'cause I'm flexin' muscle Run my game like a pro, so call me Boy Wonder AKA Solo, you can't get under Number one from the clique, trick niggas can't see me or Jess Or the W-A-double-T-S My niggas J-Low always ridin' shotgun Puts me up on the strap if I ain't got one Watts done? Much dirt, so niggas take a hint We be playin' for keeps when we represent [Interlude: Big Jess] Yeah, Watts Up, this is Big Jess Givin' shouts out to all my homies on the Eastside that's straight stayin' down Yeah, Kam, wrap this shit up [Verse 4: Kam] So it's the Kam and Watts Up representin' to the fullest From the shoulders, razorblades, hand grenades or bullets Ain't nothin' goin' on but the war So shut the door, if you want clout, it's all about what you stand for And, or, live and work, kill and die And after so many years of stayin' down, it got me feelin' high So why must I keep bein' tested Once I regulate, you wanna have me arrested Bird-chested niggas, you oughta know better 'Cause when it comes to battlin', I'm a go-getter A four-letter word is goin' out to every single enemy Before you learned the lingo you shoulda been a G Now look at what these niggas made me say Peace to Elwood from the hood and Big Lady K I'm signin' out while y'all busta niggas ain't made a dent And the truth is what I represent