Lyrics:
V1
Covert us to you, Oh Lord
cnd we shall be converted
PcPI NESHN LIMITED
1568 WESTSIDE
Fame is preferable to great wealth and favour,
To silver
cannot describe scribe scribe
How you make me feel
9 to 5
24/7
9 to 5
24/7
Baby your love is true
I'm so glad I am with you
9 to 5
24/7
9 to 5
24/7
Baby
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Cool and Dre
Back on the motherfuckin' Westside
L.A.X niggas, yeah
Y'all know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I swear
Disappear
mean cold, you dissed him and you just got smoked
Then he'd take your spot and leave your family broke
Even five-o was petro and wouldn't even act up
dreams of king Stephen killer mike
Mad stalking midnight
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Westside riders keep it (gangsta)
Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta)
him in the figure four
Old Quavo might just pull up and just kick a door nigga
Free my nigga Westside got 5 to the dope nigga
Free my nigga Kobe got
Carlo White feel what I'm sayin', he in the sky (woo)
Shout-out to Westside Bell, they let my dog out the pen
Get 'em four by ten, I guess a win is
Oseh shalom bimromav Hu ya'aseh shalom aleinu V'al kol Yisrael V'imru: amen.
Yall say shalom
Yall say shalom, I'll play Capone actually I'm Meir
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
I'm outside, twenty-nine, G5, seaside
I've been losin' friends and findin' peace
But honestly, that sound like a fair trade to me
If I ever hurt one
outside, twenty-nine, G5, seaside
I've been losin' friends and findin' peace
But honestly, that sound like a fair trade to me
If I ever hurt one and I'm
Violet Gibson, shoots Mussolini in the nose.
Oh! listen. Churchill's unpopular budget. Five per-cent tax on
all legal bets.
Charlie Chaplin not
my child by the time I'm twenty-five
Now, it's five years down the line and shit is adding up
Financial freedom at it's finest, all my exes mad as fuck
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
the land
Gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland
Gangland, Gangland
Popped a motherfucker to the brain
Westside Errb, 2 C's with
bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'I'm fittin, makin ya feel so good'
When I bump this gospel music in
the Westside L-O-V-E (uh ha)
You may never see nothin like me (Naw)
You might never hear nothin like me again
(Naw) i'm back lookin like me again
Tell them
the roof
He landed on Mercer by Versace
Last time they see me I'll
Be shootin' out the Masi
Gucci tearaway suit's, Jesus
Make two bricks out of one
Wipe your
way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with
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