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We da West feat. Snoop Dogg, Bad Lucc, Damani Nkosi, Problem, & Soopafly

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Haha, yeah What it do? Niggarace at it again Smokin' on some of that Seth green, ya dig? The east side villain is back, relax Adrenaline crack his whole fuckin' head open Nigga this rollin', ride the 7-5 like it's stolen And only eat the bird if it's golden Dogg Pound with it, neighborhood hot boy In and out the city, got no pity for a cop, boy Chucks on my feet like a nigga ain't made it Every single dude in my life I've hated Ride with my nigga on the daily Crip shit brazy, a king says Killa Cali raised me Snoop Dogg, nigga I'm the boss of this rap shit We the west, nigga gettin' richer off this rap shit Yeah, I'm on my T.I.P., nigga east side Gorilla on my mama, I'm a beast right I'm goin' all in, guns on the table And 21 bitches in my stable They ask about bad luck when they wanna hear that street shit I'm on the corner with my foolies And I'm poppin' off a double stack Trippin' and I'm chunkin' up the east bitch What it do though like? Me and my nigga E used to ride the Caprice With the two-tone flights The word to wheels, got in two more fights 501'S got me lookin' like I'm from the gang I gives a fuck, it's what it is, nigga that's on my name Yeah, scrap it all and bring the platter with ya Fat boy goin' stupid, bring bananas with ya Boy, tatted up, any nigga goin' after homie Keep your mouth closed, ratchet on me, ha The talk of the city on my mind Watch 'til they doin' big poppa Stretch a sucker out like a lobster Breakin' up lobster, nigga don't call your mama, call the doctor, ha Yeah, signed, sealed, prescription filled Every nigga on the west say they need a deal I feel what you sayin' nephew And uh, my priority is the west So, stay hood, and stay street Come on loc Who that nigga that you love? Smoke, ride, and count G's Like Flavor Flav, 5000 and I'm outtie We the west, we the alliance supplyin' that pure pressure Dogg Pound nigga, you know we blowin' the test Because you know You know we got that shit we smoke You know that shit to blow your mind Time and ass whippin' Pop, clap, clippin' Knock him down, who with him? Get him Daz, you know I'm on they ass Like a pitbull on X, I shake and break 'em fast You know I'm in the house Any drama on my mama, nigga you know I'm turnin' it out, ha Swoop, that's what I hear holmes Down beach, window down on my cell phone My nigga Ace gone, feds got him He was gettin' too much bread in the hood And so they stopped him, locked him Hatin' niggas fadin' on Hyde Park Broad day, they don't wait 'til it's dark I'm at the park postin' with Fatts, R-Mack and Pee Wee Some real Inglewood OG's On me, the money, I'm on the turf with it Goin' hard, GQ, with some model bitches I don't even conversate if he ain't got no bitches And I ain't even talkin' if he ain't talkin' riches I don't keep a gun, my nigga Butcher shoot you B-R, hit a line, and run right through you Everything's dollars, everything's power So we ain't stoppin' 'til everything's ours I just slay the hours, wanted tips galore If money ain't changed you, you need to get some more Forever stay with it, look what the ghetto made Corporate meetings smellin' like kush, yeah the ghetto stank More mellow fade, poppin' tags just a little Pockets full of cash, make the robins sag just a little All these niggas lies, they don't know that I'm the truth to them Think that we ain't ballin' just ' Cause we ain't chose to hoop with them Stupid them, 'cause like in life, in life we like Manute to them And I don't beef with rappers just in case I got to shootin' them Banana colored Lambo, drivin' fast, zoom zoom With my Hoover bitch that love to suck it like a vacuum On my ghetto shit, yeah I popped her at the statue Gave her ghetto dick, then my name she got a tattoo Hood as a swat meat, but bougie as a rich kid Sayin' life's a bitch, I'm so happy that my dick's big I'm happy that my dick's big Hey bitch, come and lick this, Compton Yeah, D.P. nigga deal with it Same niggas on the block, you can still get it .45 Or the pump, we don't clown with you chump ass niggas Tuck your jewels and hide your bitches, huh Swag on in the back of V.I.P Smokin' with your main ho, lookin' like the same old Pimp ass nigga got your bitch in check Lookin' at her like today ho I don't really play so nigga talk fast and quick Super Duke got some ass to get Please don't get beside yourself, whole pound in the house Nigga back the fuck up, get the chrome to your mouth, come on Blaze the weed and keep smokin' Fake ass niggas keep hopin', pimpin' and locin' Nigga's lookin' mad but he won't say shit 'Cause I got his bitch open Now I keep the party poppin', never stoppin' Hear the Compton when I cock it, you'll fly awkward Hit your pockets, bottle rockets, we ain't playin' what I'm sayin' Knock it off and get the K and bodies layin' in decay And niggas prayin' stop the sprayin', niggas sayin' block the ram But I'm weighin' over bubble Weighin' over you to stop the K and order double Disappear my nigga, or else disappear my nigga And once disappear my nigga, this is sear my nigga Askin' 'bout your boy, you don't know, now you do The math, now ask your boys, they hit your boy, they hit you I'm sick of all these imitators imitatin' us Gangbangin', coke slangin', docks poppin', chains hangin' Bullshittin', niggas snitchin', niggas actin' like some bitches Bitches actin' like some niggas, minor figure, ho base I'm all in the ho face, I'ma let the ho taste A big fat dick, treat it like a popsicle Let it drip, drip, drop, drop, drip, trickle My dick make a bitch tonsils tickle She'll chew on my dick, that's thick pickle And I'm tired of these busta ass swags Stealin' no heart, funny actin' bitch niggas just like Bitch niggas just like, bitch niggas just like you Haha, blow the whistle on these niggas mayne West coast, we the motherfuckin' west Ya bitch you, uh huh Niggarace, Soopafly on keys That's what it is mayne, 2010, can ya dig that? Uh, yeah, holla Yeah, yeah, holla Haha, woo, that motherfucker bangin' Now, now, now, now, now, now let the beat bang