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Intro 1
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Verse 1
it back to the old school
Who you know that could roll on the beats
That could flow smooth
When I was young
I used to roll with them old dudes
Now I tell my story through sonar
and them Pro Tools
Making a living and telling stories
up in cold streets
will I go to heaven?
So much stress that people testing,
And double up attention
when they come in my direction
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Trying to leave my kids with something
Fuck em if they can't respect it
I make it money with perfection
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
And that's the way
Rolled it up as they light
it up in smoke
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger
unless the high did it
And that's the label that I bang
it's the equivalent of regular heat, man
This music shit to me is like a drug
I just can't quit, fuck the world,
I just gotta have another hit
Cookin' up dope in the dope lab
Sellin' CDs like they're dope sacks
That's it, you can smoke that
Yep, I smoke that,
I represent killer Cali where
the smoke's at
Yep, we smoke that
you can hear it in the bassline
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Turn it up loud, bump it louder,
not a day time
Criminal still there, but that's
gonna bring it
No one ever gon' stop
and look at these haters
Fuckin' these levels, givin' a glock
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Fools have been tired of the fakes,
so let the G's in
I'm a motherfuckin' rider for real
I ride with my steel
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
And that's the way we represent
Load it up as they light it up in smoke
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger
unless the high did it
And that's the label that I bang,
it's the crew that'll bring you the heat,
man
Damn, once this fool stopped,
we were gonna stop
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Ha ha, yeah, like Biggie said
If you don't know, now you know, check it out
I get paid, count the sticks,
that is counting all these fake booze
Faded off of Kush, Blood,
Cranberry, Grey Goose
Looking at the rap gang,
tripping how the gang moves
People come with wack shit,
playing by them snake rules
But I keep the gang tight,
droppin' shit like this three
or four tracks the same night
Key through, so watch out,
the snake bite
Droppin' venom and shit,
explosive when it ignites
but if not, I still keep myself a Mac
keep them reppin'
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
And that's the way we
represent the fuck,
It's the
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger
unless the high did it
And that's the label that I bang
It's the grill to bring you
the heat man
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger
unless the did it
And that's the way
Roll it up as they light it up in smoke
reppin' Westside with it
They know it ain't a banger
unless the high did it
And that's the label that I bang
it's the crew that'll bring you the heat,
man
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