Lyrics:
slip away through an I.V
We out in Cali, P and Game straight blow that bitch up
We out in New York, P and Game we blow that bitch up
You can't stop
Bean in the clutch
I was eating by myself
200 for lunch
200 on the dash
Tell ya nigga keep up
Runnin' wild through the west
Throw yo W's up
Ski mask for
You don't have to call
I'm alright girl
Quit playing hold it down like you supposed to
I'm a Groovy baby
Westside old school
Makin moves like I'm
Strong survive, by Eastside of DPG'z
Still creepin', bump through the hood
Always involved in the streets (Westside)
It's Doggy Dogg homie, did you
afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it
they stay in tha street
I'm only fuccin wit tha real niggaz, they playin fo keep
When tha streetz in yo whole blocc wit them 2
I'm old-skool ? play by
(westside, bitch)
Northside, nigga (southside, bitch)
Eastside, nigga (westside bitch)
Northside, nigga (southside bitch)
If your click in this bitch
Four twenty on the westside highway
Four twenty on the westside highway
Four twenty on the westside highway
Gasoline flying out the window pane
How they say I'll never make it i ain't even done
Don't need your 2 cents need blue faces by the ton
Tsai shen I'm his Son
Asian god with the funds
I hold Mac's with 2-1's
plus the deuce-5's at my side so I got two guns (That's right)
Chorus:
It don't stop til the casket drop
Quick
přijdou a jdou out
Nebudem nikdy jako vy (Hah), jste lidi, co by to šli posrat (Westside)
Radši si sednu než to more snitchit (Yeah)
Vaříme to in
never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screaming out
never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screaming out
ONE TO THE TWO
Written by cnthony cce Thomas
Produced by Ras Fiery
INTRO:
YO...KEEP TRYING. KEEP TRYING.
YO! YO!
ONE TWO...ONE TWO...
YO...KEEP
(westside, b****)
Northside, n**** (southside, b****)
Eastside, n**** (westside b****)
Northside, n**** (southside b****)
If your click in this b****
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya
you, but me (but me)
'Cause we look like westside G's
Kaso babe walang silbi
Kung 'di kita,'di kita kasa-sa
Sino nang kakambyo habang nasa road
Ulo mo
When you're around and unwound could you please, keep it
(Scatting)
I said I make 250,000 wait a minute I mean 360 dollars, shit anybody got 5 cents
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You niggaz got me fucked up
Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey,
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
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