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Yeah OK we live from the west 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 lick and do time, you don't testify
You keep your card good and your 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 live

From a
You sell blow, better get enough to get an
Or you shit
You be the man when you bricks
And not before
It gon be no sucker shit, you better know that
Prepare for the gunplay, and I count one day
Happen that me with it and I'm back on the frontpage
Just play this shit how it go, I follow the
They so far up on niggas think u got a cheatcode
All I wanted was a widebody Benz
And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends
Ain't got a little hand 'em out
as I can keep the cheetah on me at the gambling house

OK we live 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 catch a lick and do your time, you don't
You keep your face cut good and your nose
Never the word of a dope fiend
Keep a at all times run them numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us
We live

From the gutter, nigga get high they mother
To take they mind off they father go do some time for brother
Boy you get caught with that
better not point at
'Fore you get hit with a title from which you recover
My mad tell me boy you better be the man
You better fight, they whoop your ass you fight again (damn)
Coming live the trap spot
Get from a slab to a laptop (cocaine)
the have from the havenots
Should twelve get on ass, give them nothing but gas
nothing but the money
spend it fast as it
In God we trust, for else the cash all

OK we live from the west side
Where the real nigga and the rest die
Ay be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about
You catch a and do your time, you don't testify
You keep your face cut good and your 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

Nigga we live and direct the project
Where ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit
So when they get a little cheque, think hot shit
A pyrex and nine out of ten
And hot half price, nigga hard shit
And thot shit'll turn around every week, but it did so you
If the neck game ain't good if a nigga peep
Ay we'll 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 that you don't know about
You catch a lick and do your time, you testify
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a dope
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
Nigga we broadcast