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OK we broadcast live from 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 face good and your nose clean
Never the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run them up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
We live

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

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

From the gutter, nigga get high with they
To take they mind off they father go do some time for they
Boy you get caught with that
better not 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 your ass you fight again (damn)
Coming live from the spot
Get everything from a to a laptop (cocaine)
Divide the have the havenots
Should twelve get on your ass, them nothing but gas
nothing but the money
spend it as it coming
In God we trust, for else the cash all

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

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

OK we broadcast live the west side
the real nigga 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 cut good and your nose
trust the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
Nigga we broadcast