We'll see you next time.
Music loud, 20 years later, move the crowd
Same mother***er from the olden days
Tops down through the golden stage
I'm from the 5-1-0
Town business every time I flow
Me and 40 Water, real OGs, baby
Taught you how to hustle way back in the 80s
You wanna be like us?
California niggas get a lot of love
Bitches give it up, but it's not enough
In the middle of the night, when I call the ***
I want all or nothing
Got it from the town
Game from the bay tends to move around
Years go by, you can't stop the vultures
It's better than pop culture
It's some West Coast ***
We on some West Coast ***
It's some West Coast ***
You know you love this West Coast ***
We on some West Coast ***
It's some West Coast ***
It's some West Coast ***
Bitch, you know you love this West Coast ***
They doing the trophy for spitting game
Man, Shredder get in the war
We from the West
What a dope deal
Bikinis and girls
Bikinis and girls
What it cost to live in high
And it's hard to afford
Hard to afford
Houses and cars, we got them
Never get bored
Never get bored
Don't let the palm trees mislead you
Get removed
Get removed
Tryna play tough, gotta get shot in the eye
Get schooled
Get schooled
We got some big ***
Cinnamon rolls, banana clips
Banana clips
Honey round, cartridges
A lot of this
Gotta stay heated like a broiler finger on my six
So your auntie read me some scriptures
You my prayer warrior
Cause the closest to you
Probably be the one to do you
Back door hustler
Bushing with the roof
Ain't no big hymns and little hymns in my parlor
We all icy
Diamonds up in our ornaments
If you help me make money
I'ma make sure you make money
California ain't always hot
California cold
Nose running
It's some West Coast ***
We on some West Coast ***
Some West Coast ***
You know you love this West Coast ***
We on some West Coast ***
This some West Coast ***
Some West Coast ***
Bitch, you know you love this West Coast ***
You know the *** that I'm on
And after I hit it
Bitch, you know the *** that I'm on
And I'm gone
Get out the business
Of niggas that's grown
I'm going to the moon
Holding it while I'm strong
I'm in the saloon
With all of my guns
Baby ass filled like a water balloon
Another stripper to think
I'm a tipper
Ain't no trick, you bitch
I'm Jack the Ripper
I'm a star
The big dipper
I'm off that purple
And on that liquor
We like them thicker
But I guess you about to hate
Know the California bear never hibernate
See, we kick back
And we dominate
And we tolerate
All kind of hate
And we tolerate
See the big fish
Never take debate
You know the *** I'm on
Bitch, concentrate
This some West Coast ***
We on some West Coast ***
This some West Coast ***
You know you love this West Coast ***
Get back, bitch
We on some West Coast ***
This some West Coast ***
This some West Coast ***
Bitch, you know you love this West Coast ***
Get back, bitch
Cube was handing proper
Tell them who it is, man
Tell them West Coast ***
Eat 40 ounce and a pool
Mmm
My nigga too short, nah
It's still too big for half of y'all niggas
Yeah, we on some West Coast ***
West Coast nigga
West Coast ***
Kick back, bitch
You know you love it
Yeah
Kick back, bitch
Kick back, bitch