Lbc Thang Lyrics - Singles - Tha Eastsidaz

They say [Incomprehensible] 

What, what? 

[Incomprehensible] 

Once upon a time, not long ago 

[Incomprehensible] way befoe da dayz, I wuz known to flow 

I wuz showin' straight luv in da beach 

Hugz frum da freaks, even by tha thugz wit da heats 

Now it seem, da hole damn hood dun switched up 

Used ta put our fists up, see hoo lip git bust 

Hallain' out da set as we sweat at da hutch 

Come frum out of bounds, mess around, git stuck 

So tell me, wuts up wit dis LBC thang? 

Homies hatin' homies wen we on dis G thang 

Now peep game, it's about ta be da next century 

It ain't about life witout da penitentiaries 

It git ta be a damn shame at times 

Knowin' we da strongest wen thangs combine 

Bang da nine, dub an' insane for life 

West an' North side keep brangin' it rite 

Let's all come togetha, leave that bull alone 

(Long Beach, Long Beach) 

I'm tired of playin' games, man, wuts goin' on? 

We all shood luv one another, put da guns away 

An' kick it with each otha on dis luvly thang 

We pushin' da real about da LBC 

Dirty D, Reeseka an' Big Skrappy 

C-Dogg on da switch 'cuz dis is Eastside good 

Beach City to da fullest wut chall thout dis wuz 

I'm hallain' at my family, Jimmy Brown frum da beach 

He told me dat da hood wuz back crackin' at peace 

So you know me, I'ma throw us a feast 

Fa all my homeboyz frum da muthafuckin' East 

Y'all deserve it, I'm swervin' in da beema now 

I wish all my dead homeboyz kood see me now 

I'm driftin' thinkin' back how it wuz 

But all dis muney kan't bring da homies back up 

So take it for wut it wuz worth from da earth to da dirt 

We gunna do dis till yo' head hurt 

My time keeps slippin' away 

Me an' my niggaz keep chippin' away 

I rememba wen my nigga Fay wuz lockd away 

We used to tell him how we dreamed about gettin' payd 

An' now we takin' trips while we mix alize 

An' we du dis in da LBC kinda way 

Let's all come togetha, leave that bull alone 

(Long Beach, Long Beach) 

I'm tired of playin' games, man, wuts goin' on? 

We all shood luv one another, put da guns away 

An' kick it with each otha on dis luvly thang 

You got me on da money makin' mission 

But my Mom's at da house steady wishin' 

That I don't roll out 'cuz she know sumthin' wrong 

So I take anutha git frum da bomb 

I leave da house ta git wit dis gangsta hits 

Doggs an' locs git ready ta manage a grip 

Dirty Dale frum insane an' lil Sag frum da dub 

Dem both of bruthas I gots ta giv 'em luv 

Now wut dis sound like 

Me blastin' anyone of my kind foo dat ain't rite 

I still repent on everythang that I did 

Let me put my thangs up, I gots ta raise me a kid 

Baby Goldie gunna have it jus like Spanky 

Let me git my funds rite, homie, don't playa hate me 

Light it up, blaze it up, ain't no need fo' chokin' 

Eastside, Long Beach, 'fo we West Coast 

Let's all come togetha, leave that bull alone 

(Long Beach, Long Beach) 

I'm tired of playin' games, man, wuts goin' on? 

We all shood luv one another, put da guns away 

An' kick it with each otha on dis luvly thang