Lyrics:
to the west side
Dripping in oro
I'm like Jesus I'm blessed now
Dripping in oro
From my teeth to my wrist dial
I been dripping in oro
I been drip dropping drip
basketball
We love that basketball
I used to go to dinner, then take the girl
To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl
And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West
to take over by force
Henceforth I hit the notebook with no thought of remorse
The Chico Hillside Strangler on the loose
I put the teeth to the curb
to west
Knowledge step, 33 degrees
327 left to see
So God created a light in which I shine
With sublime rhymes that inclines the mind
Define ancient
of this, jacker of this
Squeezin' off until I fuckin' sprain my wrist
Slap the clip into Armageddon and start wettin'
Grit my teeth, bring it like
out clean. Familiar with the outcome. Sickened by the scene. You killing you. It’s killing me.
I write this letter to my dead friend. A sinners saint,
by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
1 to 33
In our Savior's blessed words he said on earth, he prophesied
For he spoke of this great battle that is coming by and by
All the way from
Yeah
Huh, it's been a long time
It seem like the whole world waitin' on the West Coast, hehe
We missed you
Welcome back!
Let's go!
Uh, yeah,
and the west wind dropped
I called her name and the west wind dropped
I push her on the arm with the silver cane
Took her by the hand, I saw her pain
My
you etc.
33. I have the mind of Christ. Therefore, I refuse to be tormented in my mind because I have power, love and a sound mind.
34. I am led by
But We just be Yeetin like we're Markus Wheaton
All of our fans they be like WesT
All of our fans on the edge of their seats
All of our fans yeah they
The world sees the apocalypse as a
Mystic cryptic message of doom
The first four seals are represented by four
Riders on four different coloured
wild west
Even the teacher got a vest (this is what I said)
You can ask, on the block, fool ? ain't the one to test
Street Jeopardy (here we go yo, here
Kudos to the killer
Chevy sittin' crooked, teeth on Reggie Miller
I'm a motherfuckin' beast, see me in your sleep
Nightmare on any street, swear I will
33 nigga feelin' like I'm P Ewing
Ain't mad that bitch doing
What I been doing
T.E.Z on a bitch but you been knew it
She like makeup she a clown
Yeah
pricked
By the thorns in your smile
By the points of your teeth
Well It’s a
Tragic type of love
That isn’t that uncommon
There’s a reason valentines
another check by the end of the weekend[01:17.35]Gold grills, want to sink my teeth in[01:19.35]I've been coming off n's, fucking up your defense,
see a light in their eyes...
And the east could be west, and the north could be south
And you can't tell your left from your right
But disaster is only
murdered by west side Crips on June 5th, 1972
"Say, man, ain't that Lil' Country over there cuz?"
"If it is, his ass gon' be layin' in a blood river"
You up
She text me pull up
I'm finna pull up
I got a bitch
She bad as a bitch
I'm finna do her
I got a stick
It came with some teeth
It bite like
I pick up
The west coast like the phone is ringing
Hello
Anybody on this phone this evening? Guess not
Jay Rock, out the bottom of Watts
Gangsta,
and sun[01:40.02]What a delight, what a delight, what fun[01:42.71]Clouds are large and wide[01:45.33]Round, thin, big, always free[01:48.02]Clouds are large and wide,
slow your mind[00:34.48]Can't push to pause, go, stop or rewind[00:37.07]Can't skip the season, take it Day by day[00:39.68]Embrace the healing, learn
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