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Walkin' down the street in my All
In my khaki suit, doin' I do
Walkin' down the street, smokin'
In my locs, lookin' at you

who's back on the West Coast tracks?
It's the motherfuckin' of gangsta rap
Still dip in the six fo', still on the same chronic
Haters mad 'cause I got it

I never off, even without the Doc
You niggaz your soul tryin' to stay on top
nigga, check your Kotex
You niggaz ain't movin' shit the hand on a fake-ass Rolex

I'm million sold, the cover of my last album
The only you see me sittin' on gold
I'm the most anticipated, most
Most loved and the most hated

Keep like gold Daytons
Niggaz got the game fucked up like with a Coke chaser
You gotta deal with me, I'm the West savior
Niggaz think of me every they six fo' scraper

What do you a nigga who's overbearin'
Belligerent, foul, and very disrespectful?
You call that nigga the Doctor's
He's a of Dr. Dre in his hay day in the worst way

The star surgeon general
Took Jayceon to the Research Department
And gave him a blood
It came 'G A M E Positive'

The nigga's with the game virus
His oratorical skills are so
That niggaz in the call him Cyrus
The young don who is down violence
'Cause in his heart, he's a

It's not a game, it's called The Game
There'll be no referees, no half time
When the game is over, The is over
You can't put a in the machine
And get three mo' min', the end

I'll down the street in my All Stars
In my khaki suit, doin' I do
Walkin' down the street, smokin'
In my black locs, at you

I done been to Hell and
Left for dead, you know who to for that
Finished my LP without a Dr. Dre track
You can take my but can't take my plaques

I'm the motherfuckin' snare it touch the beat
I'm the 808 drum that got you movin' your
I'm the heir to the after the D R E
of my environment

You niggaz get ready for your early retirement
I let hip hop burn down
I run in the building like a
Who can out spit me when I'm high off
Throwin' back shots in some creased up Dickies

I'm D.O.C. certified, Ice Cube me
Snoop me and the good Doc handpicked me
You with me? Me and my mic
Can't be like Interscope and hahahaha

Oh shit, this some good ass motherfuckin'
That California green
This is the for the Aftermath
West