I love a ghetto,
always lie If you gonna stab me,
stand real high
I wanna die with a thought of your smile Too many cocaine in my brain
Too many bitches call my name Shawty,
* me for my fame
Shawty,
* me for a chain Too many cocaine in my brain
Too many bitches call my name Shawty,
* me for my fame
Shawty, * me for a chain
Y'all ready for the west side?
Roll to the city with a crew on the side GTA in the whip,
screamin' west side
Young rich Asian rollin' in the die Young black,
my brothers on the ride
Came from the bottom,
I had to make it great Now I'm part of your band,
so let me just say
Homies in the corner,
keep it real,
let me jay Got the game on lock,
ain't no time to play
Poppin' bottles,
yeah,
we toast to the grind I'ma lock it to my game,
got my bag,
we can ride
If I make it move,
all my brothers gonna slide If you don't wanna lose,
you better make a ride
Roll to the city with a crew on the side GTA in the whip,
screamin' west side
Yeah,
rich Asian rollin' in the die Livin'
this life with my brothers on my ride
Shout me on the pavement,
speakin' bad,
make me loud Pull up to the fence,
you ain't bitch,
we talk crowd
Ain't no faggot on my way,
keep it real Why don't you talk to me,
you better keep it real
Pass out on my veins,
I was born for this life Keep us like a tightrope,
we roll with the ride
Your life is the key,
your life is the key GTA in the house,
you can feel it