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Yeah OK we broadcast live the west side
Where the 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 face good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a 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 blow, better get enough to get an elbow
Or you ain't
You be the man when you seen
And not before
It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you better know
Prepare for the gunplay, and I every 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 they think u got a cheatcode
All I ever wanted was a Benz
And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends
Ain't never got a little 'em out
Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the gambling

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 your face cut good and your clean
Never trust the word of a dope
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 high with mother
To take they mind off they father go do some time for they
Boy you get caught that bundle
better not point at
'Fore you get hit with a from which you never recover
My uncle mad me boy you better be the man
You fight, they whoop your ass then you fight again (damn)
Coming live from the trap
Get from a slab to a laptop (cocaine)
the have from the havenots
Should get on your 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 broadcast live from the 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 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 at all times run them numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us

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

OK we live from the west side
Where the 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 your time, you testify
You keep your face cut and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't what you you ain't one of us
Nigga we broadcast