Lyrics:
Or even if you're from the West or East coast
I'd like to thank all of you, save the most
Don't diss each other by sayin' who's better
Just do it
This one here's for the west coast
It's cold in the winter out here
The desert funk and the bass go thump
When I roll in my focus no fear
I'm trying
when I believe her
I'll soon be back; I got the fever
She's a believer
I got the freight liner fever
Now, there's a railroad a-runnin' by a highway
the coast
Yea that's all me
Pretty b*****s on the boat
Yea that's all me
Stackin' bread by the loaves
Yea that's all me
Yea that's all me, n***a
Yea
Dogg Pound, LA zuu
Shit ain't even real no more
(Ain't nothing stop, don't stop
That's for damn sure)
Holla at my homie Pac and shit
(I heard 2Pac fucked
to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
You a brave girl
I'm a brave
East coast grumpy hoes
And my west coast girl got her own condo
Got me 'bout to buy a
Crib by the Hollywood O, oh
It's - that nigga they be checkin' for
Cra Z back on the track
3, 2, 1, 5 More and I'm goated
Online so they keeping me posted
Run around bring 'em down bring 'em to the coast
And I be
fast, like a cheetah, get out the two-seater
Walk up on a girl named Anita, or Rita
Ask her for change to put money in the meter
Didn't really need it
gets respected like a king when he's on the scene
So bust a move, cause you know he's def
He's my deejay (the magnificient) Jazzy Jeff
[ VERSE 2
West Coast, it's time to stand up nigga
We gon' unite 'round this motherfucker one time
I'm callin' every real Crip nigga
And every real be-Dogg,
love and
I'll never trade thatso for the Bay
And Philly and all those areas and all those
Ghettos and townsi love y'all
Don't let this east coast west
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
coast to coast
From europe japan I gets that dough
Send out 2 I get back 4
Ya broad around me imma lace that hoe
Smoke dro redo my whips
Redo my
the call for the Wu (yeah)
Zu, gots like come on through
Su, that's the call for the Zu
If you're from the East Coast and you're down with Brooklyn Zu
Sun goes down, down on us, the two of us
Here and now, got no fear
Closing time, time is up, up all night
Night to dusk, got to trust
Slamming
and west coast crap
This east and west coast trap
Lost two of the biggest mc's
To east and west coast rap
Rest in peace Biggie
Rest in peace Pac
And all them
took our chance and slipped away
We've got dad's hunting knife, a box of matches, two flashlights
Split between two packs
And as we cross the tracks by
4 fingaz two twisted in the middle
You know wassup throwin dubs up out the window
I'm getting money and you only get a little
I be riding around
In Tha Game, Feel Lik iWana Ball This
Younq Playa, OG ; Say im Chosen
Livinq Life By tha Coast
Just Incase You Ain't Notice
[Vs 2:]
Its Cold Outside ;
[Bridge]
Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
But at the same time actin a fool (actin
world kilos, gold ropes and
West coast link that fuck with flights
To bring the smoke in
Bitch from the Ivory Coast is cool
To bring the dope in
Serving
nothin' more, nothin' lesser
We're so hot, take off your sweater
Oof,
Nothin' like a doin' and a toast
Chillin' out by the coast
So hot it'll roast these
A wo-wo uh woahhh
A yea-yea uh yeahhh
Check it out
Check it out
Chuck it out uh
1 2
1 2 3 4
All black attire, lay in ya ass in a casket
Get
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