Lyrics:
your side
It’s how it’s meant to be
You right next to me
I never want to leave
Drop - 2:13
Ohhh
I’ll be by your side
We can watch the sunrise
Together
carved out my section
You gotta live life until just wakin' up become a blessing
Westside legend, my fightin' style Tekken
But I've been in mortal
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
named Warren G
Y'all know me, the G from the 213
LBC, Regulatin, skatin' on all them Dayton's
Bankin' back on them singles
With the Henney's
down to get your money on, throw it up, blow it up
Get your boogie on, let it be known, and throw it up
Get your roll on, throw it up
If you came
for life how you figure we ain't tight
What's up with 2-1-3
It's comin so start your tape that's runnin
They want to know is you keepin it G'd
de-toured the route
sum the past up in this mix and now I’m done I bounce em out
in the stu we breakin down i’m with the boys we making sounds
(2.54) momma
You stay on the Westside, don't get out your mind
From the 213, Westcoast royalty
I smiled on the upside
You fell from the lifestyle
What
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
kerosene, everytime I step up on the scene
To cool me down, you gon need way more than a sea
Im far from the rest, theres no competition its clear to see
I
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
the way you throw it back Got me feelin' like I'm workin' that fuck
This head upstairs, I'll blow ya back By the end of the night, you gon' be fallin
in
the sixty-nine
And so I climb, up through, to the, top of the pile
But see I'm not standing on Gomer
I hit a homer, and I got jumped by The Simpsons
Not
love to ride it like a mini-bike
on any given night, makin sure she lick it right
Up and down, side to side, all around
in and out, keep some extra
need a money counter
When we come to town
All the bitches come around
They don’t wanna see us up
They just wanna see us down
Started from the bottom
Yah
I've been humble since my first hit, but back to baby
I'm a rub her on the belly, make her scoot down the couch
Look her right up in her eyes, and take
up the motion
I'm tryna see you get loose
Break the Rules
Then bust it on down
Like a bad girl do
Uh-huh ya know you want to
Besides ain't nobody up
Don't hit my phone I'm too busy
213 On his toetag
Just took a flight to the bay where the hoes at
Wet a nigga up like Kojack
Pull up on the plug, running
wide
Cause my verse is flowing trough the wicked southside
From the 8-0-5 to the 2-1-3, puttin' it down
See a lot of Triple see
Dedicated to my homies
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
not Tito
Have a couple babies, now let her get up
If we prayed and respected by big and the little
Riddle by the stock exchange rockgame
Get
Get up get down and move with finesse
Let the beat take control dance with the soul
Let it all out for the brothers long gone
Bounce to the rhythm
left her a comment
and saw that bitch delete . and thats fucked up because I sent it from my sidekick
you got beef? meet me on Franklin and highland!!
Real Lies
Love like a gambino
Loyal
Ruthless
Death do us part
Dust and bones
Exoskeleton exfoliate
Piece by piece
Little by little
A part of me
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