I’m the dead body creepin through the streets on the East side
Took about 3 shots victim of a homicide
Do a drive by in a second
Leave you all bloody and tattered lying on the pavement
Nothing can save you when I’m in a homicidal rage
Nut up and then start unloading the 12 gauge
Sawed off pump in your ass bitch
Say your prayers bitch, cause your headed to the casket
Then to the graveyard
A little advice never perpetrate and act hard
Cause when you are dead muthafucka aint shit to lose
Still gettin my hustle on and payin helly dues
Aint got shit to prove to you marks and you bustas
Always stay strapped cause you know I cant trust you
It’s lights out before I put you in the dirt
It’s ya dead homie Blaze bitch I go to work

[Chorus]
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide

I go to work in my neighborhood
Puffin on blunts, baggin up yay, and always up to no good
Cause I’m a gangsta been to the grave and back
So stop on my corner and get your fuckin car jacked
Cause I don’t play like my homies always say
We runnin with a hatchet Psychopathic (ay-yay)
Every day ya homie Blaze is on the streets
Bustin down Pinewood brandishing heat
Until just the other day when I was walkin on my own
A sucker tried to hit me for my stack and my cell phone
Tried to play me G till he got a peek
Of my pitch black eyes right before I shattered his teeth
And broke his jaw then watched him fall lifeless
You should have seen his face it was priceless
Just another lesson hoe what you stressin hoe
Cause through the streets I lurk I go to work

[Chorus]
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide

Now I’m rollin in the jacked up buckin
Bumpin Twiztid puffin herb like fuck it
Make a left on the one way thats when the boys in blue got behind me
With they lights and sirens
30 seconds of silence
Then I unloaded a clip
Dumpin on pigs wit the hollow point tips
So don’t trip I still gots to get my green
Rollin down your street, fleein leavin a murder scene
Then a right, left, then a right to a chop shop
Sold the bucket and a rock
To a smoked out bitch in a ’92 Ranger
That’s the way it is in the life of a gangsta
Or a hustler, quick to dust you
I could lose an arm and still murder 40 of you
Watch your back when Blaze got a smirk on
You could be the next muthafucka I go to work on

[Chorus]
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yay
Clockin major chedda loc’
I’m all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches’ rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide