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Yeah OK we broadcast 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 your time, you testify You keep your card 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
From a You sell blow, get enough to get an elbow Or you ain't You be the man when you bricks And not that It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you know that Prepare for the gunplay, and I every one day Happen that kept me with it and I'm on the frontpage Just play this how it go, I follow the g-code They so far up on they think u got a cheatcode All I ever wanted was a widebody And a bad bitch, you ain't got no widebody Ain't never got a little 'em out Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the house
OK we broadcast live from the side Where the real ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you know about You a lick and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut and your nose clean Never trust the of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run numbers up If that ain't what you want you one of us We broadcast
From the gutter, nigga get with they mother To take they mind off they father go do some for they brother Boy you get caught with that better not at another 'Fore you get hit with a from which you never recover My uncle mad me boy you better be the man You better fight, they whoop your ass then you fight (damn) Coming from the trap spot Get from a slab to a laptop (cocaine) the have from the havenots 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 else the all
OK we 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 catch a lick and do your time, you testify You keep your face cut good and your clean Never trust the word of a dope Keep a at all times run them numbers up If that 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 when get a little cheque, think they hot shit A pyrex and nine out of ten And hot shit half price, hard shit And thot shit'll turn around week, but it did so you keep If the neck game ain't good if a lame nigga Ay we'll turn up the week 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 that you don't know You catch a lick and do your time, you testify You your face cut 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 you ain't one of us Nigga we broadcast