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See im a real G head to toe
The whole Coast to let you know
Got a that seeks Namonia
will i live California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, gold degons
hustlers hustle gangsters
whatch fo you wear and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is more palm trees and weed
is more than movie and models
is more than Holleywood Boulevard and
more east-side browns pat and vato
it up north to the bay when we ghosts ride out locs
your boy flow colder Tahoe then Robie out got a pacaralo
show 24's on this shure box
gass brake everybody shake it real lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on that heify move me call it
and i'm youck hasselhoff the
24's on the porsche yeah it a floss
Venn this that you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the straight without the sauce?
it off

westside westside G's throw setzi
and represent from felix midgeon
to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my in groovy
ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10
pussy vertical high like AMG
cause its enough like DOC
duzine like Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will love it like and Dre
top dog SN double O P
Daz and raised gin like the DPG
i to pack a hammer tricked crooked eye
y'all make me a a hammer a crooked eye
i like my new ports banging too shorts
in 86' when rappers all new born
cool man one dangerous thing
Rich for them boss
niggaz the cain
but on seat is like keep the
we get that mailman 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been high the day of dust shack
the hood fashion bricks and big masters
gone coes got swagged your big dad
gang bang started the tribe to plee at
kicked down at door up the floor
first to rap for Sign Moore
now be back take a look and it
the Julio chapped before this rap shit
to inverce with my toughts i'm a
all school rap daddy on your