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Westside,

Say, hoe, I got way more
Than niggas who be rollin' you Lexos
No punk ass Versace
Just the nigga with the 1 braids in his beard

Quick to get the drippin', so quit trippin'
Like you got a cap a nigga resemblin' Donnie
Hoe I'm from the Wild, Wild West, fuck preppy niggas
You need to get this malt liquor sipper

Picture me sippin' over ya? Never, how ya
I'll be cryin' over yo ass a baby face nigga?
Bitch, you be glad, I got 3 strikes
Because back in '85, I'd done gave your ass a black eye

See I wavin' at your ass all week
But all you do is roll your like your shit don't stinks
So now it's time a nigga clowned ass
Because I can tell from the
You's a class hood rat

Don't want to fuck with in khakis
But hoe, I bet for the
You quick to jack that ass a 4
So frontin' on a nigga an' lick these
An' bitch, hit the road with your fucked up

How would you like to get a ruff nigga an' raw
Outlaw rollin' the shaw?
Do you want a mothafucka hard
Or a bitch made nigga, cute as El

Do you negros
Him an' those called criminals?

you figure a West Coast nigga?
Drinkin' liquor, gots to how to dig you
When we dated, straight fade it,
Ms. Sophisticated, no, hate it

Never met a nigga as fly as me
All bottled up in your society
You want to my mental
'Cause how could a nigga South Central roll in a Benzo

Spice in ya is what you need
You by the smell of my weed
I represent in your world full of lies
An' I can see it in eyes, you worried sick an' I'm chillin'
Tell your family to fuck off an' with this villain

Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called
Do you like
Him an' those individuals called

Who fuck wit it? I put it down for real tho
It's Mack 10 an' let you know I'm gung ho
Baby, I guess, maybe I can get with program
With hunnit spode tonas on my front an' Broham

Hit a lick or two, make your life a thriller
Make you wanna shake the an' come ride with a killa
Hot as sauce, out the floss, no need to be
I swing the fuck out this bitch 'til my touch the street

On switches an' I'm workin', hot, ya nigga smirkin'
Jack the ass up an' down 'til my back is chirpin'
You need to be with me, bitch, you too Bombay
To be on the with a nigga with a Hyundai

I take you through my raise, where crime pays
No Girbauds, no fades, just an' French braids
An' my friends is niggas know what ends is
In high top Chucks, pushin' V 12

With hoochy hoes, groopy
You know with a gang of money lolo' an' penitentiary fo do's
So shake him now, no need of waitin' for
the door on them five stars an' hop on these Daytons

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, day
I come the crew, I thought you knew that don't play
I see your frownin' but I'm anyway
nobody fade K-Dee baby

I know Catholic, but can you have dick?
Up in them guts, all the way to nuts
Your a girl, far from skeezer
I'm playin' at the mall with Visa

You swang with K-Swinger
When the West is in the house, oh, my God,
But take a hit you'll
But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, give

Now I see you
But all I wanna see is wigglin' an' titties jigglin'
So what you do?
go chasin' waterfalls
Stick to them dicks an' balls, you're to

Go ahead an' take a big
'Cause girls look so on the end of my dick
That's right, is it I know you ain't a dyke
What of nigga do you like, bitch?

Do you like
Him an' those individuals called
Do you like
Him an' those called criminals?

Bitch, I'm the Wild, Wild West
you tell buy the 'S' on my chest
We got hoes for
Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin'

Do you negros
Him an' individuals called criminals?
Do you like
Him an' those called criminals?

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, West
Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my
We got hoes for
Plus we no stress, no mothafuckin' dress

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