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See im a G from head to toe
The West Coast to let you know
Got a floor that seeks
Never i live California

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

westside westside G's throw your
and represent felix midgeon tooky
to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in
ice on my neck pack a mac10 uzzy
only pussy high like AMG
cause its enough like DOC
young like Eazy-E
and the Cali will love it like Tupac and Dre
top dog like SN O P
Daz and Kurupt gin like the DPG
i used to pack a hammer tricked eye
y'all me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye
i like my mommma new banging too shorts
in 86' when rappers all new born
cool man spice one thing
Rich for them boss
niggaz the cain
but on is like keep the sneak
we get mailman like 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

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