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Westside Story
Game
Crip niggas, Blood niggas, Ese's, Asians, Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians all these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting since the west coast fell off the steets been watchin the west coast neva fell off I was asleep in Compton aftermath been here the beats been knockin Nate Dogg doin his thing DPG still poppin I got California love fuckin bitches to that pac shit I'm in the rear view my guns is cockin and westside connection been had it locked bitch I'll put red dots on that nigga head like rodman all stars, phat laces, gun charge, court cases faught that, not guilty I'm back niggas hate me been there, done that, sold crack homie I'm bringin CA back got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on Dre's back, payback and I dont do button up shirts or drive Maybacks all u old record labels tryin to advance Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha fuckin man
If you take a look in my eyes
you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! Verse 2I'm lowridin homie, 6 Tre impala
gold d spinnin, chrome hydraulics hollow tips make niggas dissappear like houdini run up on my lowgang bangin is real homie I'm livin proof like Snoop Dogg Crap critics wanna converse, about this and that and get the clickin and clackin cuz red strings in this converse and this a Dre track keep jibberin jabberin I'll pull a .38 magnum your homies wanna kno what happened come to Compton and see thriller like Mike Jackson I might be Spike Lee, of this gun clappin prior to rappin I was drug trafficin homie I aint braggin, I took five in the dope spot playin John Madden if u wanna die run up on that black 745
If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die Game tell them where your from that California chronic got me so high nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! Verse 3 New York New York, big city of dreams I got my L.A Dodger fitted on im doin my thing got me fuckin wit Gand Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens I'm gangsta more like Deebo when he was Zeus so I ain't gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Poo play bishop I paint that picture now who got the juice you niggas is nuts so, I take off ur roof leave your ass steched out like a Cadillac Coupe God gotta let me in heaven all the shit I been through homie I'll let the .38 special rip through that vest I was an OG in the hood before i truned 22 and dont contemplate whether or not he left his shit on the dresser Got Compton on my back I'm lyrically Kool G Rap in these Dre records I'm startin to feel the pressure
If you take a look in my eyes that California chronic got me so high you see i'll be a gangsta till I die Game tell them where your from nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside!
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