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tha eastsidaz - 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, n+ggas 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 n+gga, 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

[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)
n+gga 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+b+tts (on you pooh+b+tts)
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’

[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

- tha eastsidaz lyrics

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