Comin' from the Eastside Yo what's up, nigga? Y'all don't fight me, know what I'm sayin'? Comin' from the Eastside, ohh Yo, y'all don't know what you're getting into I got tricks up my sleeve for brothers just like you, check it If you wanna test me, call the cops to arrest me I pulled the plug and all my words came to me My lyrics hit you hard and leave a scar across your grill You better chill before you call me to give it you But first, let me put an end to this oppression This that new, new, 1995, y'all go flamin', know what I'm sayin'? Anyone can't deal with this, check it out ♪ Comin' from the Eastside Yo what's up, nigga? Y'all don't fight me, know what I'm sayin'? Comin' from the Eastside, ohh