Okay, okay
What's happenin'?
Dip, dip, dip, dip
And then we slide
Ayy, this motherfucker Jay Worthy, nigga
Fuckin' with my nigga Dame Funk
You know what I'm sayin'?
Real Westside shit
Players only
I got my nigga Shawn House in the buildin'
GDF Records
London Drakes, you know how we get down
Okay, okay
Ain't nothin' like money off a good lick (Can't front)
And ain't nothin' like pussy from a hood bitch (Hood rat)
Told the homies we could fuck around and get rich (Get money)
Blue and red make green, don't set trip (Nah)
But can't fuck with everybody on some G shit (Macho)
Where you get them prices? Nigga, that's a cheap brick (Ooh)
I ain't heard nothin' like that since like '06 (Old pics)
Swear to God these niggas fans on some old shit (Bullshit)
That's probably why I had to get it out a ho bitch (Bitch)
In the set, all they wanna hear is four bands (Four cents)
Bitch, I'm from the Westside off Rosecrans (Two bands)
142Nd Street on the border by Tams (Westside)
Real gangsters, we ain't bowin' down to no man (Never)
Current price for a show be like - bands (Four)
One call, I can kill these niggas, no hands (Doot-doot-doot)
Eight balls, B tucky, nigga, four grams
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope
And my brother taught me never trust a ho
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke
Throwin' shots, but they know I'm untouchable
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope
And my brother taught me never trust a ho
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke
Throwin' shots, but they know I'm untouchable
One to the two to the three to the four (Uh)
It's young P Worthy, bitch, you know I knock a ho (Knock a ho)
In my Shawn Mack voice like, "I gotta
Let him know" (Gotta let him know)
It's pimpin' over here, gotta keep a set of toes (Uh, yeah)
Pull up to the pull-up how you pull up
Two Norcos in my body and a double cup
Chopper make these niggas hop around like it's double dutch
Freeway Ricky, I can show you how to double up (Boss)
Used to sell packs, now I flip wraps
Still sell pussy if a bitch ask
So if you comin' with a choosin' fee, then it's ten racks
And if you need a verse, then it's
Probably gon' be double that (Double that)
Prices weighin' up, shit, you ain't know? (You ain't heard?)
Made twenty in a month with my last ho (Pimpin')
Bitch, I'm from the gang, know it's deuce-four
At the park with the homies like, "What's happenin', though?"
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope
And my brother taught me never trust a ho
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke
Throwin' shots, but they know I'm untouchable
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope
And my brother taught me never trust a ho
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke
Throwin' shots, but they know I'm untouchable
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope, dope, dope
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke, smoke, smoke
When you see me out of state, know I'm touchin' dope, dope, dope
Westside 'til I die 'cause I love to smoke, smoke, smoke
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