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OK we broadcast live from the west side
Where the nigga ride and the rest die
Ay be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about
You a lick and do your time, you don't testify
You keep your face card good and nose clean
trust the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
We broadcast

a hellhole
You sell blow, better get enough to get an
Or you ain't
You be the man when you bricks
And not that
It ain't gon be no shit, you better know that
Prepare for the gunplay, and I count one day
Happen that kept me it and I'm back on the frontpage
Just play this shit how it go, I follow the
They so far up on niggas they think u got a
All I ever wanted was a widebody
And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends
Ain't never got a hand 'em out
Long as I can keep the on me at the gambling house

OK we broadcast from the west side
Where the nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here bout shit that you don't know about
You a lick and do your time, you don't testify
You your face cut good and your nose clean
Never trust the of a dope fiend
Keep a at all times run them numbers up
If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
We live

From the gutter, nigga get with they mother
To take mind off they father go do some time for they brother
Boy you get caught with that
not point at another
'Fore you get hit with a title from which you never
My uncle mad tell me boy you be the man
You better fight, they whoop your ass then you fight (damn)
Coming live the trap spot
Get everything from a slab to a (cocaine)
Divide the have from the
Should twelve get on your ass, give them but gas
Expecting nothing but the
it fast as it coming
In God we trust, for everyone the cash all

OK we broadcast live the west side
Where the nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout that you don't know about
You catch a and do your time, you don't testify
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
Never the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us

Nigga we live and direct the project
Where ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit
So they get a little cheque, think they hot shit
A pyrex and nine out of ten
And hot shit half price, nigga hard
And shit'll turn around every week, but it did so you keep
If the neck game ain't good if a lame nigga
Ay we'll turn up through the but on the weekend!

OK we broadcast live from the side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit you don't know about
You catch a and do your time, you don't testify
You keep your face cut good and nose clean
Never trust the word of a fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
Nigga we live