Thicker Than Water

Gyeah

Westside

Somebody told me

They want some of that thug shit up in here

Westside

So i'ma take ya back down memory lane

And give ya some of that wicked shit

And i'ma do this right here

For all my cpt g's in the house

Check this out

As my life takes a twirl

I say fuck the world

Cause sometimes it seems

That it's all a bad dream

Pops must have fucked with moms

On the scheme

But sooner or later

He left our 2 man team

But fuck him

Times done changed I'm in the game

And I bring moms pain

Cause the game is slangin caine

Cries from my eyes as I hits the street

Pounds in the chest tha heart beats

As I roll with heats

Pops wasn't around but for a minute or shit

Until he skipped across town

With another bitch to stick

Stuck moms one more times

Then dropped a dime

And on top of that

Had a son same age mine

But, uhh, don't blame me

Cause lord I try not to

Have an attitude like 'fuck him until I die'

But now I rebel and cause moms hell

And hit the blocks

Cause I'm into makin illegal mail

Gyeah