Lyrics:
my vibe
I'm thinking that might be you
A lil south-side shawty
With a westside groove
Love the way that she walk and move
Love the way she talk so
Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out
Insane in the brain little nigga servin' caine
Use to have to axe could he cross the street
Now he's
Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make
I can't take it no more
I might be wrong but I don't think it was my homie time to go
When lil' Junior died the Westside got out of control
We miss
Ima always figure out a way
How to put a lil smile on yo face
(Uh)
I fuck with you 'cause you gon always keep it gangsta
Westside baby yeah we all about
I'm a dog, I'm a goat (goat)
I'm a west-side nigga, hit your friend on the low
I fly by in three million, tell 'em bye (skrrt)
And them diamonds
Eastside to the Westside
Eastside then we to the Westside
Eastside then we to the Westside
I stack it up and run it up, What you know about that? Cut
thing would be
I would tell you that these boys is straight hip hop
Like, I come from the old school era of hip hop
Even though I'm a lil' older than
'm the last one standin'
The rest die
Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, westside
Though it's worldwide no one
Can deny my views
Tracked it to my very fabric
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
Stop and watch me baby just like that
Lil baby from the westside
And he know I get it poppin' that's on site
Pretty bitch slim thick that's his type
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In
I've made
Mr. Sandman
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me things
Mr. Sandman
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
Lil baby I got racks
Racks on racks
Fully intact hitting my bitch
Straight from the back
Lil baby I got packs
Packs on packs
Cooling with bags
it was misery driven by my own demons
'Cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light
Of the stray moon
(Chris Crack)
Yeeeah bitch!
Me and dad back
Cutta wuddup
Hook
She called by my first name,
said wanted to have me,
hustler from the westside,
bring
In 500 we trust (Interlude) 
I lost a lot here in these streets this shit to over welming
My lil bro got killed in the field cause he ain't use
the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it
fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man
y'all.
Westside Avenue, Piru.
B.H.I.P.
To Lil' homie from Eastside, Bounty hunter, Watts.
Lil' Jay,
Lil' Fang Fang,
Denver,
T.I.
[Redrum 781]
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
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