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West Side

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West Side

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I'm the rap maniac with the hooligan eyes

Who's cooler than I? Whack niggas move it aside

When you heard I was a big deal you were surprised

West coast bitch

I spent my days as a refugee

Till the rap game came to rescue me

And left my wrist paved in accessories

A dangerous necessity, I came here to wreck mc's

You're wrong if you thinkin' wayne was the recipe

Nah, he ain't worthy of that, the controversy is back

Get off the kool aid stir me a batch

See I prefer to relax, but I can't and god knows it

Gotta stay raw with the flow that I'm diagnosed with

Oh shit, niggas keep fuckin' with my emotions

Maybe that's the reason that I suffer from psychosis

Shocking as high voltage, fuck it, my life's hopeless

So I had to make sure I killed it when I wrote this

Now ever since a nigga was a seed

Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin

Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame

In a six-one chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?

Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga

Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers

Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb

Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, westside

Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga

Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz

I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back

I get my currency in stacks, california's where I'm at, right?

Passed by while these niggaz wonder why

I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try

Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga tear I shed

For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead

Niggaz still ballin'

Bounce like a trampoline, thousands that's amped as me

Kids run up on your school campus slap a dean

I grew up on baggy jeans, pornographic nasty dreams

Moral of my damn story life, isn't a happy scene

Wish I was stackin' cream, wish I had a lamborghin'

Wish I had the cover on a rolling stones magazine

I'm sick of the radio playin' all these faggot teens

Keep it real, show me somethin' ill that I haven't seen

For ten years I've been workin' on ill flows

And finally got a fuckin' record deal and I'm still broke

Man that's not common, bombs that I'm droppin'

Are dope, but all that I can afford is some top ramen

I notice that ya'll niggas like to dumb the stats

I should stomp your ass out until your lungs collapse

No more corny cowabunga rap, we done with that

It's a rap, keep it up and get your tongue detachedn

Come on

Now everybody wanna see us dead

Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head

Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape

Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch

Swoop down with my nigga from the pound

Cause {trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast

Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin

Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin

I feel heat, everywhere a nigga see me up in the streets

I don't tweak, keep a straight.38 under the seat

Mad. Mission mode. my thoughts are cold

Bought some tans of skins, money bags of gold

Roll and collide homicide boxicide

Thug life and dogg pound on this midnight ride

Every since we hit the world

We got stationed, with no hesitation

Make moves nigga, mr. Too smooth the elaborate

The slow like potion, focus on the money

Thats made sippin on this poisonous potion

Grandma got you got, too much heat to hot

Cause shank is shot, belgium in this poisonous plot

Fame and fortune, fortune from game

We be zags, and this some bout some cats

Taxes its all the same

As long as there money to exchange

Nigga!

'Til the day I die

You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers

Still ballin', niggaz wonder why

You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers

Still ballin'

'Til the day I die

You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers

Still ballin', niggaz wonder why

You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers

Still ballin'

West side!!!!

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