Lyrics:
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
Know some goons on the West and they steady slide
Got some goons on the East and they ready to ride
Ouuuu Ouuu
Yeah, yeah, I think of you
When I was
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
I'm from the west side and you know
You ain't from this side and it shows
I'm from the west side and you know
You ain't from side and it shows
19
West
Making my way until I finally strike gold
Pushing myself
Until I find my way back home
I’ve been Figuring out that there’s a
Longing in my soul
time, what can I say?[00:45.40]Highway driving[00:47.14]Stars aligning[00:48.84]Everywhere we've been[00:52.76]West coast summer[00:54.64]I just
the family and to keep a peace of mind
My grandpa, daddy, uncles and my cousins, so damn many that I got them by the dozen
40 hour week plus some little OT, we
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
me
Cos we are not alone
I'm a ghetto boy, all my niggas
This is hip-hop, all my niggas
East cost West coast, my nigga
Nigga nigga my nigga
I'm a ghetto
It's the middle of the day and I'm slidin' on the west
It's the middle of the day
Hey
AeJaxx
It's the middle of the day and I'm slidin' on the west
ballers do (yeah)
When Kanye was on the table, singin' Big Brother
I was buyin' bricks and holes from Bigg's brother (I was)
Rest in peace, Babylon, my
all by my lonely
All my bitches know we homies
If I pull up with my bitch hoes
Better act like they don't know me
All my sidе bitches in check
Diamonds
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
Recreation all
The time kid
West Seattle reppin
Haven't been in a long time
It's the spot that I grew up
Seen it changing passing by
When I visit spots
I grew
Wildcat Kelley, lookin' mighty pale,
Was standin' by the Sherrif's side
And when the Sherrif said "I'm sendin' you to jail,
Wildcat raised his
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm
up
Take the tint off the coupe, keep it fishbowl
In the summertime, my rings keep my fist cold
I got East Coast bitches, I got West Coast
Treat
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