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West side
Yh, Yh Yhh
Look look
Joo menda fri anadwo ko anopa
Debia on my grind dey search the guab
How I go bed s3mey3 na3nfa
I for make doo mene me

rive
Capitaine, il n'y a personne sur le navire
Bateau fantôme tu le sens quand j'arrive
Confiance en moi je peux jamais me trahir
Des sauces trop kainri

nights
But still smoking za me and SK in the beam
Fried lil' bitch, I'm from NY
Kick me A peace and I ain't splitting shit five times
My nigga, this do

Oh woo woo woo wo 
Mama wey wey ma
My wey wey wey

No die no rest
I'm journeying on my quest 
From east to west
Trying plenty fine girls
Nothing call

Nanso mabrabc mu Aids
My life is sunny when it rains
Mep3 masha west delay
Me girl Sandy fr3 me clay
Meho fin nti y3fr3 me bay (mmm)
S3 megye me range no

West you Know say Mena Bopo
Nsm boy menti oo mensuro Kweku na aba Frimpong
Y3no yabo dam eee y3shi shi Ntampii ee
Hw3 wo ho yie na wanb3try Hwan koraa me

Woo
Paw paw paw paw!
Tchiki tchiki boom haha!
Woo
I'm Danio from West Africa
Billion percent Dna Africa
C'est vrai que je n'y songeais pas
Faire de

Man I’m tired, of, the motherfucking lies
You a fake I can see it in your eyes
Real ones don’t wear a disguise
Hoes in Cali all the way to NY
Playing

gbonyo ni oto ye otistomli you dey die here moko b3 ny0mo p3 kutu sre keha noko me ko ji nkwa jie
Solo ny3 solo nmene solo wo hu nowo ka ha ni Moko bu bo

Yea
I take one look at the game
It's been a while since nigga had a hunger like mine
I'm in NY, most high like Jah, like Houston
Never get bored

you share for the motherfucking fruit, nigga
Y'know?
Get ready for Crisp NY
AKA Supreme Blientele
Get ready
Classic, the album really called Crisp

gå, jeg må drikke mer
jeg må flykte fra min virkelighet
ny chick og hun sier jeg er pen
bitch si meg noe jeg ikke allerede vet

(ref)
jeg vikke våkne så

York as I look up in the sky

I'm tryna play the south vibe my lungs dry and Kanye west cried
When he learned that the lord couldn't save me
I slipped up

Mei mere hato me mic mere ser pe ha cap
City bagdogra pin code 14 ko mei karta rap
Hello mic chack mic chack 
Amma representing meh west (side)

Yo, vent
tror det ham der marcus gordon igen 
helt nye briller ny lyd ny ting 
det så syygt kan næsten ikk tænke 
ingen hørt fra mig troede jeg var

to west 
Built some idols north to south
Yet nothing's filled this empty heart
Longing to never be apart

Cause I've come far
From so far
I can never return

Cuando ustedes suenan puedo escucharme tu flow es mi secuela Porque yo soy tu escuela no puede negarlo n***y duela a quien le duela
No me compari con

tar pass hore
Bandgole rapper ye tu pen chor
Jamat ny tar pen sod re kamchor
Bashi tuze bars coz u smell like ass hole

Chiii....

Hardcore bad word

Roc-Da-Spot

EPMD

We Mean Business

2008

flinchin'
E

Sometimes you can see me in the cipher
I'm a star now, like a Mekhi Phifer
Live from the N.Y. state, it's the great, Dub
That nigga from

lights low and they movin' slow
They windows way down, layin' down, what they shootin' fo'
T.I.P., the West side Warrior
So you should know that

Now What

Juelz Santana

In Da Streets

2007

what
Dip set fuck nigga now what
West side fuck nigga now what
East side fuck nigga now what
Harlem world fuck nigga now what
Bank head fuck nigga

find
But instead of getting discouraged I got my city behind
Now I'm feelin' worldwide, next stop NY
Next month LA, then back West Side
You change

Throw Yo Hood Up

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

Givin up that west love
Got them bitches shakin they ass, all in the club

Now some call us the players, others call us the pimps
So on the level lets

I'm Banged out like the tongue on my chucks
Wes, wes, wes, west, ya'll
Yeah Hit em again hey
Now Dub C Show em What tiiiime it is

It ain't hard