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Yeah OK we broadcast from the west side Where the real ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you know about You catch a lick and do time, you don't testify You keep your face good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope a strap at all times run them numbers up If ain't what you want you ain't one of us We live
a hellhole You sell blow, get enough to get an elbow Or you ain't You be the man you seen bricks And not before It gon be no sucker shit, you better know that for the gunplay, and I count every one day Happen kept me with it and I'm back on the frontpage Just this shit how it go, I follow the g-code They so far up on niggas they think u got a All I ever wanted was a Benz And a bad bitch, you ain't got no friends Ain't never got a little 'em out Long as I can keep the on me at the gambling house
OK we broadcast live from the side Where the real nigga 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 trust the word of a fiend Keep a strap at all times run them up If ain't what you want you ain't one of us We broadcast
From the gutter, nigga get with they mother To take they mind off they 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 you never recover My mad tell me boy you better be the man You better fight, they whoop ass then you fight again (damn) Coming live from the trap Get everything a slab to a laptop (cocaine) Divide the have the havenots twelve get on your ass, give them nothing but gas Expecting but the money spend it as it coming In God we trust, for else 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 lick and do time, you don't testify You keep your cut good and your nose clean trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them up If that ain't what you you ain't one of us
Nigga we live and from the project Where niggas ain't got to lose, they ain't got shit So when get a little cheque, think they hot shit A and nine out of ten apartment And hot shit half price, hard shit And thot shit'll around every week, but it did so you keep If the neck game ain't good if a lame peep Ay we'll turn up through the but on the weekend!
OK we broadcast from the west side Where the real ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't about You catch a and do your time, you don't testify You keep face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the 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 we broadcast live