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livin' hell
Will I die, boy might as well
I feel pain through the window frame
Duckin' fire flames
You and I, we are not the same
I withstood the rain in

livin' hell
Will I die, boy might as well
I feel pain through the window frame
Duckin' fire flames
You and I, we are not the same
I withstood the rain in

(BBK Ran)
Dont come rollin in my section
Yea this shit gone get hectic
We gone lay that pussy down
Hit him with that smith n wesson
Leavin stains all

right fore you all up in my disco
Piss off, you ain't even ever been frisco
Everything is linin up, like we in Wes movie
Got a baddie in the satin, yeah

Blazin'

Mr. Shadow

Can't Hide From Shadow

2000

gang related
Reinstated by the pecker wood
Situated in my neighborhood
Still an active gang member understood
Now you can find me
After, a bitch

sus how you talkin' outcha asshole 

Should have known it was never gonna last bro

I'm livin' in a house made of glass Like a stoner outcast 
so I

Cinco chicas by the pool in my sight 
And cinco ceros at the end of my vibe

Hook

WESTSIDE
WesTSIDE 
 HILLS 
Oh 
WESTSIDE 
Westside 
DONT 
BE CATCHING

I see you watching the kid I am a movie
I heard about the shit that you did but it ain't move me
Don't try to get aggressive my niggas they will get

with whatever
Maybe Js maybe Maxes?
I cant decide hit up Sacks Fifth
Cant shop in peace gettin sweated by a bad bitch
A lil shine cuz my tracks lit
Im

a three day weekend what you thinking
What you sippin' on baby what are you drinkin'
Hit the pool, get some sun by the deep end
Or we could pile in

Almost got blinded by her glow shinning brighter than a ruby
Said she wants to know with out getting in too deep
More about my life and now we're living in

Been slappin Larry June now my smoothie green do me clean
My life a low budget movie scene
With zero love interest just a cutie thing
Judging by her

Walked in white tee with the neck drippin'
Yeah I know that girl peng, but her friend's different
Baby from the West Indies
She asked me if I sing

cameras
Up in New York and we smelling some bammer stuff (Ew!)
Baby I'm flyer than mufuckin storks
Gas on the floor by the way I explore
Got a West Coast

I'm tryna lighten these packs
This kid's getting played by skets
Both raised down South
Demeanours soft, like he came from West
I'm tired of the game

Isn't She

Carolina Rain

Weather the Storm

2006

there's no one here but me
So why do I still feel her?

[Chorus]
Isn't she long gone by now?
I heard she was livin' in a west coast town
Sellin'

(haha)
Talking all that shit but she can't see me with her blind ass (pussy hoe)
Her boyfriend in my DM's saying, "Ooh, I need your fine ass" (hey, haha)

All white yacht white waves on the sea
All black fit just sway to the breeze
Young kaizoku straight from the west blue
Name Uvogin black-sage from

I stroll the streets of the cncient City, 
Livin' life to the fullest indeed, no pity,
cssemble the committee, play for keeps, 
Slinging Paul Reed's

Is blowin'
Far out from the west 
The zephyr Is pullin'
The pain of from your chest
Freezin', believin'
Quiet in the night
cwaken courageous 
By

Anyway

And whiskey in West Virginia sounds a little better than
Livin' here on minimum wage
The train that runs behind my house is northern bound
Do you

us clean water
But I missed the Rockies
I could not find my way west
And living in the desert and by the ocean
I forgot how long your winter was

And I

get wacked oo
I just might need therapy fa dat oo
I think I see dead people jack oo
I think I need therapy fa that to
I'm a black man livin in America

Loco

David Lee Murphy

Tryin' to Get There

2004

Little Hula girls on the shot-glass
All we needs a little salt and lime
We can plug in the hot pepper lights
And pretend that were livin' on Key