Paroles:
Head East Got To Be Real

It's got to be real Didn't know how good it could feel This time nobody's goin' to steal Sweet lady of mine, it's got to be real Sweet little missy

, to the east Back down To the diggy dirty for sherzy (What the feezy?) [Pre-Verse] [Verse 1: Baby Bash] Now I walk around like I got a rock in my sock

the South to the East to the West, let's go [Chorus] [Fabolous + (Nate Dogg)] Yo ma, I got you stuck off the realness The name's Fabolous, you heard I be

Music Got Me Kind Of Famous Now They Want A Piece Of Pie Blud Im Blowin Up The Scene Duno Where My Bed Is Smoke So Much Weed I Duno Where My Head Is

Ridgevan And daddy East and West, Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me I got a cousin, named Mard Everytime I bring him outside, suckers be running up

son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern

the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89 I met some weirdoes and had myself a real good time downtown L.A. is a soul graveyard where you got to be hard or get

! [Chorus:] I got my flag on so you know I be Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so you know I be flaggin [x2] I got my

east coast to the west I be puffin on that shit that gon be burnin' in yo chest See them hoes want a nigga who got bread These niggaz want a bitch you