Westside

Westside, Westside Westside, Westside [Chorus x2] If you're feeling kind of tipsy and high tonight Take a choke it's time to ride tonight It's alright on the Westside, the Westside Break through Stacy Adams, Anchor Blue gangster stepping Ain't nobody slipping, one of my boys got a weapon I'm headed to the park, jeans swinging left to right Feeling alright, keep my dogs all in sight Baller night, shot caller night, helicopter light spinners And it's barely the beginning Hot women spending big faces for hours Drinking White Russians and Mintory Sours Leaning like the tower, bent to the limit Take another shot for the block, homey clear it I hear it in the back, I hear it in the front Westside, Killer Cal, whether you like it or not Posted up at the spot, show me what you got Next round is on me, believe me it don't stop Till you drop, that's the was we gonna handle this From San Diego to Los Angeles we're scandelous [Chorus x2] How about we play quarters or spin the bottle The rule of the game drink it all till it's hollow Follow my lead, take it to the brain Whether we're swigging or hitting Mary Jane If you can't hang or maintain me and my gang Under control and then we let the shots ring If you claim to be a baller let it be known Mr. Shadow from San Diego Killafornia making you bounce to this Worldwide let's ride through the early mist If you ain't on the list then you ain't wanted here Bring all the cups and the brew over here [Chorus x2]