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See im a G from head to toe
The whole West to let you know
Got a floor that Namonia
Never will i California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old swanging, triple gold degons
hustlers hustle gangsters
fo colour you wear and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is more than palm trees and
is more movie stars and models
is more than Holleywood Boulevard and
more like east-side pat and vato
take it up north to the bay when we ghosts ride out
your boy colder Tahoe then Robie out Roscoes got a pacaralo
side 24's on this shure box
stepped brake everybody shake it real lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on heify move me call it baywatch
and i'm hasselhoff the boss
24's on the porsche it cost a floss
Venn this that you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the chicken straight the sauce?
it off

westside westside G's throw setzi
and represent felix midgeon tooky
to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my in groovy
ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10
only pussy vertical like AMG
cause its enough like DOC
young duzine Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will love it Tupac and Dre
top dog like SN O P
Daz and Kurupt raised gin the DPG
i to pack a hammer tricked crooked eye
y'all make me a rapper a a crooked eye
i like my mommma new banging too shorts
back in 86' when rappers all new
cool man spice one thing
Richie for them boss
slanging the cain
but on seat is like the sneak
we get mailman like 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been high since the day of dust
the hood done fashion bricks and big
gone fresh coes got swagged big dad
gang bang started with the tribe to at
kicked down at ripped up the floor
first motherfuckers to rap for Sign
now be back take a look and it
the Julio chapped before this rap shit
to inverce with my toughts i'm a
all rap daddy on your caskets