| Song | Sideways |
| Artist | E-40 |
| Artist | B-Legit |
| Artist | The Click |
| Artist | Funk Mobb |
| Album | The Best of E-40: Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow |
| Intro：b-legit | |
| Mobb shit bitch | |
| I know you know | |
| But check game doe | |
| Verse one: b-legit, e-40 | |
| I'm in the s-e 4-double-oh | |
| Sitting real low, stick in the flo', oh | |
| The hoe want me to come swoop | |
| Take her for a ride in my blue lex luthor (lex luth-ah) | |
| But the bitch ain't got no gas fetti (gas fetti) | |
| So i burnt her like fast freddy (fast freddy) | |
| Hit me on the first when your mail has come | |
| And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin (to the mall or somethin) | |
| Heavy ass shit for the mob -- for the mob | |
| When i make a zillion i resign -- i resign | |
| I'm realer than a hundred dollar bill with the line across | |
| When christmas come around ask santa claus | |
| Santa do you know e-40? | |
| Bet you that nigga say "that's my homey!" | |
| We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma | |
| Kahlua with them brandy almost every day | |
| Cardiac is cool, but i'm on gin (on gin) | |
| Santa bought me, a new mac-10 (yeah) | |
| Yeah, click shit makes a mother****er's night | |
| Niggaz listen to it cuz it's light | |
| Crooked twisted unlisted on the highways | |
| We riding sideaways, beotch! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("back up the coupe and roll sideways") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("made a left at the corner cuz it was hoes") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("i'm looking for a big seat") | |
| I'm riding sideawats, this way thatta way | |
| ("hoes see this type of shit and go reala...") | |
| Verse two: b-legit, e-40 | |
| I'm riding city to city (city to city), me and leviti | |
| So get your toilet paper cuz it's gon' get shitty (gon' get shitty) | |
| I hit the highway goin east (east) | |
| Twenty-two ounces of yeast (yeast...) | |
| I'm playin this game cuz a nigga my age be | |
| I met her last night and today she paged me | |
| Wanna know if b-legit can kick it tonight (what else) | |
| Only sixteen, way too tight | |
| But age ain't nothin but a number -- number | |
| Baby got her hair done by shanda -- shanda | |
| Nine nine ten, eleven and up | |
| If you bleed, you get ****ed -- ****ed | |
| No not me, not fo'-oh -- not fo'-oh | |
| I break the bootch down with a two by fo' | |
| Ery****inday is a holiday, celebration | |
| When the bitch is actin crabby that means she's on her menestration | |
| I be like ****in em like dissin it to the highest -- highest | |
| Talkin more shit than kalidous | |
| A str-uh, strizuck out in my cutlass supreme on a friday | |
| (which way we ridin) riding sideaways... beotch! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("doing about a buck fifty") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("danked out, and full of that cisco") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("pervin swervin runnin all into the curb and") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("bout a gallon to the dome, then that's the hit") | |
| Verse three: e-40, b-legit | |
| See i'ma hogg nigga, beverly hillbilly | |
| Neckbone, socks, tails, pork'n'beans and chili | |
| Just like my nigga celly, we likes to kick it silly | |
| Regurgitate and kick a bootch move up out the telly | |
| Cause they out there bad ain't satisfied | |
| Hoes just wanna be pacified | |
| But i can't do no justice cuz the justice ain't to be did | |
| Beotch! you usin too much red | |
| Now i've been known to break niggaz off (off) | |
| Hard type or soft, line em up chalk em up as a loss | |
| See me in the parking lot doing my thang (yeah) | |
| Love to see my old school dance in the rain (kick it) | |
| The po-po's came then they closed up shop (kick it) | |
| Smashed through the hood and we made that hot (yah) | |
| See the shit don't stop (stop) mother****ers pop (pop) | |
| Seven-deuce drop (drop) coney air shocks (mmhmm) | |
| Riding through the shit like racer x | |
| And if a mother****er flex break back and necks (back and necks) | |
| Running red lights and the right-of-ways | |
| (how we gonna get it doe?) we get it sideaways, beitch!! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("late at night up and down saying hi...") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("be trapped trunk, stark boulevard") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("come here you little hard-ass boy!") | |
| I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| ("niggaz like to hear this type of shit when they crawl") |
| Intro: blegit | |
| Mobb shit bitch | |
| I know you know | |
| But check game doe | |
| Verse one: blegit, e40 | |
| I' m in the se 4doubleoh | |
| Sitting real low, stick in the flo', oh | |
| The hoe want me to come swoop | |
| Take her for a ride in my blue lex luthor lex luthah | |
| But the bitch ain' t got no gas fetti gas fetti | |
| So i burnt her like fast freddy fast freddy | |
| Hit me on the first when your mail has come | |
| And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin to the mall or somethin | |
| Heavy ass shit for the mob for the mob | |
| When i make a zillion i resign i resign | |
| I' m realer than a hundred dollar bill with the line across | |
| When christmas come around ask santa claus | |
| Santa do you know e40? | |
| Bet you that nigga say " that' s my homey!" | |
| We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma | |
| Kahlua with them brandy almost every day | |
| Cardiac is cool, but i' m on gin on gin | |
| Santa bought me, a new mac10 yeah | |
| Yeah, click shit makes a mother er' s night | |
| Niggaz listen to it cuz it' s light | |
| Crooked twisted unlisted on the highways | |
| We riding sideaways, beotch! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " back up the coupe and roll sideways" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " made a left at the corner cuz it was hoes" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " i' m looking for a big seat" | |
| I' m riding sideawats, this way thatta way | |
| " hoes see this type of shit and go reala..." | |
| Verse two: blegit, e40 | |
| I' m riding city to city city to city, me and leviti | |
| So get your toilet paper cuz it' s gon' get shitty gon' get shitty | |
| I hit the highway goin east east | |
| Twentytwo ounces of yeast yeast... | |
| I' m playin this game cuz a nigga my age be | |
| I met her last night and today she paged me | |
| Wanna know if blegit can kick it tonight what else | |
| Only sixteen, way too tight | |
| But age ain' t nothin but a number number | |
| Baby got her hair done by shanda shanda | |
| Nine nine ten, eleven and up | |
| If you bleed, you get ed ed | |
| No not me, not fo' oh not fo' oh | |
| I break the bootch down with a two by fo' | |
| Ery inday is a holiday, celebration | |
| When the bitch is actin crabby that means she' s on her menestration | |
| I be like in em like dissin it to the highest highest | |
| Talkin more shit than kalidous | |
| A struh, strizuck out in my cutlass supreme on a friday | |
| which way we ridin riding sideaways... beotch! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " doing about a buck fifty" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " danked out, and full of that cisco" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " pervin swervin runnin all into the curb and" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " bout a gallon to the dome, then that' s the hit" | |
| Verse three: e40, blegit | |
| See i' ma hogg nigga, beverly hillbilly | |
| Neckbone, socks, tails, pork' n' beans and chili | |
| Just like my nigga celly, we likes to kick it silly | |
| Regurgitate and kick a bootch move up out the telly | |
| Cause they out there bad ain' t satisfied | |
| Hoes just wanna be pacified | |
| But i can' t do no justice cuz the justice ain' t to be did | |
| Beotch! you usin too much red | |
| Now i' ve been known to break niggaz off off | |
| Hard type or soft, line em up chalk em up as a loss | |
| See me in the parking lot doing my thang yeah | |
| Love to see my old school dance in the rain kick it | |
| The popo' s came then they closed up shop kick it | |
| Smashed through the hood and we made that hot yah | |
| See the shit don' t stop stop mother ers pop pop | |
| Sevendeuce drop drop coney air shocks mmhmm | |
| Riding through the shit like racer x | |
| And if a mother er flex break back and necks back and necks | |
| Running red lights and the rightofways | |
| how we gonna get it doe? we get it sideaways, beitch!! | |
| Chorus: mac shon | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " late at night up and down saying hi..." | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " be trapped trunk, stark boulevard" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " come here you little hardass boy!" | |
| I' m riding sideways, this way thatta way | |
| " niggaz like to hear this type of shit when they crawl" |