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OK we broadcast live from the west side Where the real 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 card good and your nose clean Never the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run numbers up If that ain't you want you ain't one of us We broadcast
a hellhole You sell blow, better get to get an elbow Or you shit You be the man when you bricks And not before It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you better that Prepare for the gunplay, and I every one day Happen that kept me with it and I'm back on the 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 Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the gambling
OK we broadcast live from the west Where the real nigga and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you 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 fiend Keep a strap at all times run them up If that ain't what you want you one of us We broadcast
From the gutter, nigga get high with they To take they mind off they go do some time for they brother Boy you get caught with bundle 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 your ass then you again (damn) Coming live from the trap Get everything from a slab to a (cocaine) Divide the from the havenots twelve get on your ass, give them nothing but gas Expecting nothing but the it fast as it coming In God we trust, for everyone the cash all
OK we broadcast live from the west 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 trust 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
Nigga we live and from the project niggas ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit So when they get a little cheque, think they hot A pyrex and out of ten apartment And hot shit half price, nigga hard And thot turn around every week, but it did so you keep If the neck ain't good if a lame nigga peep Ay we'll up through the week but on the weekend!
OK we broadcast 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 and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut good and nose clean Never trust the word of a dope Keep a strap at all run them numbers up If that ain't what you you ain't one of us we broadcast live