OK we broadcast live from the west side Where the real nigga ride and the rest die Ayy don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face card good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that ain't what you want you ain't one of us We broadcast live
From a hellhole You sell blow, better get enough to get an elbow Or you ain't shit You be the man when you seen bricks And not before that It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you better know that Prepare for the gunplay, and I count every one day Happen that kept me with it and I'm back on the frontpage Just play this shit how it go, I follow the g-code They so far up on niggas they think u got a cheatcode All I ever wanted was a widebody Benz And a bad bitch, you ain't got no widebody friends Ain't never got a little hand 'em out Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the gambling house
OK we broadcast live from the west side Where the real nigga ride and the rest die Ayy don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that ain't what you want you ain't one of us We broadcast live
From the gutter, nigga get high with they mother To take they mind off they father go do some time for they brother Boy you get caught with that bundle better not point at another 'Fore you get hit with a title from which you never recover My uncle mad tell me boy you better be the man You better fight, they whoop your ass then you fight again (damn) Coming live from the trap spot Get everything from a slab to a laptop (cocaine) DIvide the have from the havenots Should twelve get on your ass, give them nothing but gas Expecting nothing but dough money, spend it fast as it coming In God we trust, for everyone else the cash all
OK we broadcast live from the west side Where the real nigga ride and the rest die Ayy don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that ain't what you want you ain't one of us
Nigga we live and direct from the project Where niggas ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit So when they get a little cheque, think they hot shit A pyrex and nine out of ten apartment And hot shit half price, nigga hard shit And thot shit'll turn around every week, but it did so you keep If the neck game ain't good if a lame nigga peep Ayy we'll turn up through the week but on the weekend!
OK we broadcast live from the west side Where the real nigga ride and the rest die Ayy don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that ain't what you want you ain't one of us We broadcast liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
