Key: Eb major
Verse 1
D
Eb
The west coast,
F#m
straight connected,
D
down south to california,
when you come to california,
Eb
you gotta deal with these soldiers,
F
the west coast is most wanted,
F#m
D
welcome to the west
coast motherfuckers,
we gang bang cali shooting
at punk suckers,
Eb
my name's capone and i roll
G'd up to the feeder
F#m
with the Levi's crease
D
All eyes on me,
I'm the West Resurrection
Catch me in a G -Ride,
steady dippin', did I mention?
Eb
I gotta finish with this gang,
bangin' violins
Race to kill, I'm wheelin',
stay fuckin' slidin'
D
Older homies slangin' dope,
so I pushed it
Older homies callin' hits, so I done it
Now I'm just a little older
with a mind of my own
Rest like a cyclone,
F#m
listen to the mi crophone
D
Fuck it, bang for the glory,
bang for the story
Eb
Bang for the homies, bang for the set
I've to be a vet
That's a life of a gent
D
with no regrets
Muthafuck just trippin
Gangster zippin
Gangstahz livin
Gangstahz rippin
Eb
That's gangstahz ballin
That's gangstahz callin
That's gangstahz rubbin
D
Eb
Worldwide ballin
D
W -E -S -T C -O -A -S
-T double S -1 -3 steel
Eb
H -P -G steel shotgun
riding with a gauge in my leg
Still on the come of it,
D
Capone on the track,
the homie grumpy in the back
Still smokin' up on the sack,
I'm connected like Lil' Flip
and that HBK
Eb
Fighters wanna test my congregation,
they get clapped
Fighters perpetratin',
they some G's, they just rapped
F#m
D
Ha ha, yeah,
and I'm just speakin' the truth
Platinum on my trigger finger,
Eb
restin' out of my tooth
D
Eb
Not on my teeth, mission clear
D
as I'm straight from the streets
I bust heat till I'm covered in dirt,
somewhere deceased
And I'm reppin' the W .S.
and them writers is from the South
I'm powerin' Clover G's
is what I'm talkin' about
Eb
Gang bang the fuck out
of the street
Metallurgy,
D
you might become a casualty
Eb
for fuckin' with these Cali Jigs
D
Gangsters drippin',
gangsters tippin'
Gangsters livin', gangsters rippin'
Eb
That's gangsters ballin',
that's gangsters callin'
That's gangsters robbin',
D
worldwide ballin'
Gangsters drippin',
gangsters tippin'
Gangsters livin', gangsters rippin'
Eb
That's gangsters ballin',
that's gangsters callin'
That's gangsters robbin',
worldwide ballin'
D
Get out the way, Capone,
get out the way, Capone
Another lane just got dropped,
Eb
Mr. Grimes moved past the strap
D
I'ma show em where it's at,
Eb
F#m
West Coast Kelly livin' with these soldiers on the mat
D
When you come to the side,
be prepared for the crashin'
See, bigger than makin' home,
just an ecto -load of cannons
Eb
I've been gangbangin' the fuck out
since a juvenile
D
Eb
If you're testin' grumpy local,
D
it's your life I won't allow
Never stop, soldier,
mind it as I ride with my boys
A bit connectin' down the Texas,
little flip was a choice
In the hood that I come from,
streets belong to us
Murders rise,
F
and we got what Clover G's
Ebm
D
Kickin' up dust, fake news,
bottle boozin'
It's your life full of views
Who knows, I might just see you
on the late evening news
Eb
A lifestyle in California,
D
only stronger with me
Fuck pain in the brain,
show no sign of derange
Gangstas drippin',
gangstas tippin'
Gangstas livin', gangstas rippin'
Eb
That's gangstas ballin',
that's gangstas callin'
That's gangstas robbin',
D
worldwide ballin'
Gangstas drippin',
gangstas tippin'
Gangstas livin', gangstas rippin'
Eb
That's gangstas ballin',
that's gangstas callin'
That's gangstas robbin',
D
Eb
worldwide ballin'
Eb
D
you
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ChordsD Eb F#m F Ebm
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