Side 2 Side lyrics

by

Nate Dogg


Yeah
Uh...
You Already Know
We Keep Coming With That West Cost G- Funk
Hahaha (laughing)
That's Right
Now What
Watcha Hearing Right Now
Do Not Attempt To Adjust Your Stereo System
Don't Even Trip

Hahaha
Yeah
That's Right Homie
2007
Mr. Criminal
Still Hitting With West Coast, Southside, G-Funk
Latino Gangster sh*t
Haha
Yeah
Uh... Uh
We Keep it Bouncing like Uh
We Break it Down Uh
West Coast, Southside, HPG
Waz Up

Allow Me To Take This Second Hit To Reintroduce Myself
The One Known as Mr. Criminal
Keepin it Original
And still some want to Duplicate The General
Straight Burning The Like Chemicals
Leaving Them Stuck Like Vegetables
They Try There No Identicals
I Keep The West Coast On My Mind
At All time
Smokin On Up The Cali Kind
This Life it Has Me On The Grind
Stacking Big Faces
In briefcases
Ten Rifles Safe overflow With Straps to
Also Dry My Face
I Swear These Fools
Are So Basic
A Couple Of Hits
Of Criminal's sh*t Got
You Stuck all up in the matrix
I Keep it Sick Like Sodomy
You some Drama G
Picture Criminal in The Cut
Hands Up Like a Robbery
I Stay in White Nikes
Muscle shirts that fit right
501s All Creased Tight
Blue Rags On My Left And Right
I Guarantee To Get The Gente What They Need
Why You Think When They
Need The Crowd rocked ese they call on me

Now All My Soldiers
Throw Your Hands Up
And All My Gangsters
Hold Your Rags Up
And All My Ryders
Put Your Straps Up
And if Your Bumpin Mr. Criminal
Turn The Jam Up

Now All My Soldiers
Throw Your Hands Up
And All My Gangsters
Hold Your Rags Up
And All My Ryders
Put Your Straps Up
And if Your Bumpin Mr. Criminal
Turn The Jam Up

Now Just Make Your Chevy Bounce
From Side 2 Side
All My Ladies in The House
Move From Side 2 Side
Just Make Your Chevy Bounce
From Side 2 Side
All My Ryders in The House
Wave From Side 2 Side

I Do It For Ryders in 62s 3s 64s
OG's Rollin Them Vato
Suicidal Doors
Front Back Side 2 Side
Clap And Hit The Corners
Hot boxing on 3 wheels ese smelling the aroma
It's that hipower sh*t, dawg you stress
I stay kushed out baby so I flood the US
With that bomb ey, I'm steady scraping in broad day
This California lifestyle we riding like all day
It's Ss up Ls up Ps up Cs up
We just some Gs what hitting them with these cuts
I'm steady blowing up so hynas stay on these nuts
Staying in the studio daily stacking up my G's
Staying on the road with the homie Capone
Another day, another flight, another night, another show
So I make the crowd go crazy as them clouds flow
All my Raza coming out it makes me really proud

Now All My Soldiers
Throw Your Hands Up
And All My Gangsters
Hold Your Rags Up
And All My Ryders
Put Your Straps Up
And if Your Bumpin Mr. Criminal
Turn The Jam Up

Now All My Soldiers
Throw Your Hands Up
And All My Gangsters
Hold Your Rags Up
And All My Ryders
Put Your Straps Up
And if Your Bumpin Mr. Criminal
Turn The Jam Up

Now Just Make Your Chevy Bounce
From Side 2 Side
All My Ladies in The House
Move From Side 2 Side
Just Make Your Chevy Bounce
From Side 2 Side
All My Ryders in The House
Wave From Side 2 Side

Boom!
That's it homie, another heatrock served at your motherf*cking ass
Honestly I heard this beat, within minutes I ripped this sh*t to pieces
Yeah, I hate to sound c*cky but all you other motherf*ckers are sloppy, back off me ese
Step your motherf*cking game up
2007 belongs to us
Hi power entertainment soldados marching on the Frontline
Where you at homie?
It's Crime time aka the lyrical assassin Mr. Criminal motherf*ckers know what's up ese
Yeah it's Ryder music ese
Coming straight through your stereo bumping all through your f*cking varrio
Yeah I told you these motherf*ckers weren't ready for this sh*t
Turn your system up full blast
Put your bass up ese, cuz I break this sh*t down
It's Ryder music homie boom, yeah

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