Bang shit
No nice, I'm not I'm not But without no makeup on On the mike, I'm an gare site
Noid, I got these niggaz all Noid, I got the big boy Noid, we got niggaz all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on
I got to ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it South Central hold his potential Monumental, hood
W Sizzle, WC, it's like the In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked Keep it hood, everybody better hold spot Niggaz think they hot but no not, no
Westside, the city we ride The city where that niggy put that up in the sky Off that Al Green, a OB Who that G the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?
Bustin' a 'chanical, for the cash loc It's that ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole Backhandin' ya, strapped with another Hood nigga eatin' pastrami fries in a Phantom
Product of them palm trees, make your lungs The Coast without me is like a of buck weed, nigga Without me on the list the West is like a on stock rims Better throw some D's on bitch and lay low
erasin' me off the strip loc It's like Ray J or Whitney, shit's a joke Who made it safe for y'all to walk and it back? Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, you lookin' at?
I got to warn ya, is California Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back Central couldn't hold his potential Monumental, hood
W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals In the of Winchell's, with the 4, 5 cocked Keep it hood, better hold they spot Niggaz think hot but no they not, no
Noid, I got these niggaz all Noid, I got the big boy Noid, we got these all paranoid Boy, Lench Mob is on
the heat and I'm back in these streets Allow me to on y'all like a Catholic priest Westside gritty hood nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter On all you Pretty Ricky lookin'
WC baby, I got it locked Got the chopper-chopper knock yo' ass down Got the if you niggaz wanna ground pound Got the rag '57 the top down
Follow me, alive and kickin', it's that Westside Dippin' in a Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't me In a of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my territory
I got to warn ya, this is grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back South Central hold his potential Monumental, credentials
W Sizzle, WC, it's like the In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 it hood, everybody better hold they spot Niggaz think they hot but no not, no
Damn, c'mon, back to the with it Grip the Tec-9 like a spoon I eats with it And I ain't a to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze with it Play for keeps with it, put you under the white with it
It's back on, Mobbin' in a big brawn It's been a while but nigga not that Still Westside, dumpin' chronic ash with the Bustin' on you with them gay ass dances
From the T-shirts and caps Real recognize real, but niggaz know where gangsta rap started at Yeah, I said it and afraid to say it I'm from where the sun set, bite my for shit
You the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin' The place that got out of town niggaz bloodin' and crippin' The where we gun slang The place Kobe scored 81 in one motherfuckin' game
I got to ya, this is California Home grown, get ya dome blown, it back South Central hold his potential Monumental, credentials
W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5 Keep it hood, better hold they spot Niggaz they hot but no they not, no
Noid, I got these all paranoid Noid, I got the big boy Noid, we got niggaz all paranoid Boy, Mob is on point
it hood, keep it hood Lench Mob is on Keep it hood, it hood, nigga Mob is on point