[E A Ski Yay, Yay Wassup Kay Slay, Its the big E A Ski Ya know, And I some West Coast riders with me That'll ride on ya ass You got a problem with Kay, You got a with us nigga Ya know, Got MC Ren and the Coast Kam Hey yo Ren it
[MC Nigga who tryin to fuck with the Grab my dick, Fuck trick and slay my scrill Slap the taste right outta ya When I'm with Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa real blastin' fools with these West Coast shots Compton and Watts, My Bay got glocks Niggaz runnin' an yellin' an an shit an cussin' Ren a blunt while Ski and Kam was bustin' Now you ass niggaz ain't sayin nothin' we pull to the curb, Nigga stop gruntin' This West shit, Cant be fucked with Or duplicated, You bitches can it Villian is back with Ski While he blast his back to me West drive-by, it happens like everyday Bitch ass mothafuckas gettin' chased It go
MC Ren] Woop, them fuckin' police Woop, Them bitches for me You the West gone ride Nigga up run from the drive-by When we by Woop, Thats them fuckin' Woop, bitches comin' for me You know the West gone hit'em up Bitches run the drive-by When we by
[E A been known for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's Hit ya block up, a nigga soakin' wet So I'd watch niggaz like roaches with the lights on You on the block, But you won't it back home You better hope that bullet got God in it, (Pray) And I miss, When I got my eye on it And I'm to blow the back and the spine out It's all real, I would for you to find out Who the fuck it happen Uhh, Its West Side nigga, This drive-by is whats And the corners is caught off The funeral homes is gettin' off the costs Dogg, Lay you flat Empty out the clips 'til you the (Click) sound Uh-huh, You better know who the you dealin' with, (Who's that) It's Mr. Ski, The Coast Kill-A-Bitch
Niggaz hate me for the bank I'm The I'm holdin' The I'm polin' They just to see a gangsta rollin' I ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my ends Tryin' to throw strikes at all these white pins In the Beamer or the Benz, or the truck 'Til my people delevered, Man I give a fuck Stay pushin' the line mine Treat peeps I'm good Anti-Hollywood and I keep my shit A thug, Ya gotta admit it I bail into a club shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm sayin' You to go or what, I mean, You playin' Dyke girls actin' niggas, Niggaz actin' like bitches So I just kick back and keep my riches on my chips and give niggaz real talk So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can still
[MC It go Woop, Thats fuckin' police Woop, Them comin' for me You know the West ride Nigga up Bitches run from the we pass by Nigga, When we by Nigga, When we by You bitches run from the Drive-by, Bitches run the drive-by