[Lil' Ooo Weee, it's going down Long Beach connect Me an my nigga daz thangs Yea, can't stop shit, Im tired of all this bull shit Nigga over here, now what im sayin You cant count my shit, ya
[Daz I smoked before I had an call Went from a old nigga to an world wide rap star My stay fat sometimes I to say fuck rap and get an sack (Why's That) That my heart is at, that why I started that Somebody me party at So I can get bombed in on the 110, to the 91 to 710 Im back in the again, just riding high jumped out with an grin Mother fuckers ten Started off with dollars, no Im up to an thousand Hit nigga lick, C.I.S now im on some gangsta shit
[Daz Chorus 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
[Lil' I touch more woman I can ever feel I stop at the set where the homeboys I spot big homie C-bo the gat and bat Cross the street and the with the orange sack As I continue my down m.l.k I bust a right and see my homie hanging out on boy where that gangsta from who and g.c Im little nigga C Style from nineteen street Not haft way to dip to my just yet I an bad ass bitch she want to give me some head So I take ten Tracy's, I got an to get I love fucking bitches I just cant hit
[Lil Chorus 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
Dillinger] Yea, ha ha one nine nine Daz an Lil Style coming through you like Now you know Eastside is where we Got the one nine loc and the thang Don't curb serving, dub or die Taking penitentiary and rapping at the same time My homie want way back You better read the walls and where you at Or get your little ass jack, that's why I stay im on the Eastside I keep it on my lap Lil
[Lil C Nigga I got stay Even though im fresh out the county and trying to go back To fucking and rats And ass food, I aint try to eat that Im trying to see brand new and an cadillac Where my six hoes, number one on the Where my Daz and you know we on I was carrying to and duce five to an strizzat So eaze up and us Me an my D-A-Z aint we nothin but some riders an damn thang could divide us This is real ass mother fucking
C-Style Chorus 2x] One Nine, Nine, Nine,
and Lil C Style] We on gangsta shit nigga We on some gangsta nigga
[Big Now you aint never the feeling like the blow That wind place the show and the nine that how shit go Fa sho, smoking is what train go circles around over here How many is with the on the bed Yea, you heard the fuck I said Yea, that of that gangsta shit That aint with that master shit Nigga just let it be known that no bull shit this song, now that is some of that gangsta shit