Rag Tied

Lyrics

[Intro] Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) [Chorus] Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) We headed to the East And we headed to the East Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, facе, face) We headеd to the East And we headed to the East [Verse 1: Tray Dee] Now I'm in the zone, cuz, they done got me on one Let me catch the wrong one, niggas gettin' blown up Murder, mayhem come from where we play that Rep it to the fullest, put bullets in your Maybach All gray Raiders or my blue L.A. hat Wrapped around my face where my blue rag stay at G 'til I die, throw the C in the sky Rip don't slip, keep the heat by my side (Yeah) [Verse 2: Goldie Loc] Pop the trunk open, nothin' but slaps in here Rick Rock bang that and take us to another tier We mobilize the game in a different way Eastside gang when we slang, we ain't come to play Street nigga, never tripped off being famous But I'll still keep that yankee on me, cuz, 'cause I'm dangerous ('Cause I'm dangerous) Loc'ed out, steady mobbin' is my mission, mayne Crippin' on that ass all the way from L.A. to the Bay [Chorus] Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) We headed to the East And we headed to the East [Verse 3: Tray Dee] It's a gang of ways that you'll probably see me rock it (How?) Aunt Jemima style on my left back pocket (Yeah) Wrist or my neck or I might Tupac it (Come on) Bet you recognize what I rep off top, it's Big Tray Dee, I still stay G (Yeah) Nigga been a general, I spit straight heat Khakis stay creased with the fresh Chuck T's And cold G stroll when I steps on the scene (Mmm) [Verse 4: Goldie Loc] Slide up on 'em bumpin' murder music Rag around my face, grip the gnarly while I do it Back bumper on you pooh-butts (On you pooh-butts) Groundlings on my knuckles every time I gotta loc up Tuck your tail when you see me Then move out the way for a real ass lil' G You understand what I'm sayin' When you see me with that rag around my face, I ain't playin' [Chorus] Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) Got a rag tied around my face Got a rag tied around my (Face, face, face) We headed to the East And we headed to the East [Outro] It's a gang of ways that you'll probably see me rock it Aunt Jemima style on my left back pocket Left back pocket, left back pocket Aunt Jemima style on my left back pocket It's a gang of ways that you'll probably see me rock it Aunt Jemima style on my left back pocket Left back pocket, left back pocket Aunt Jemima style on my left back pocket Back pocket, back pocket, back pocket