Lyrics:
Big brain gunslingers like we in the Wild West
Making first class money like we flew through Budapest
Pulled up to the game and Royalxflame felt
Dior Savage
Yea I Got her drawn off my fragrance
Don't care about em hatin
I tell myself congratulations
Yeah
See a lot of tails tucked
Big dogs
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
south to west we ride. (x4)
(*Richie Rich*)
Now slip, slip slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a mutha fucka when I bang westside,
See this side be
in Cali?
(West West y'all, West West y'all)
Let 'em know how they do it out in Cali
(West West West y'all)
Show them boys how they do it down in Cali
promoter, every show promoter, out there
Shout to my big homie Neil, much love to you homie thank you! (Christopher Adams)
Much obliged, much appreciated,
to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don't care, man, as long as we go
My
rich
Since when was making music
About getting rich?
Since when was making art about getting rich?
And I know it's easy for me to say cause
Having
to the money train
Rolex's and diamond rings, big bodies with the blowed brains
I bring the pain to get the cash like Jesse James
Til the wild wild West is
Quick to get the pussy dripping so quit tripping
Like you got a nigga resembling Donnie Simpson
Hoe I'm from the wild wild west fuck them preppy niggas
Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G.
Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich' kids
Pack heat, like I was pulling out biscuits
I know you heard it a thousand
show you
Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
with my man
Where my dirtbagz at?
(Way up from the dirty south)
Where my dirtbagz at?
(From the east to the west and way around)
Where my dirtbagz at?
(If you
when they show you love
New maaphuccas fake when they show you love
If you real then they throwing BIG dubs up
Do you, phucc a copy or a mimic
wild trying to rearrange other artist's
Street dates in fear of a wipeout in retail enter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause
running wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail interchart movement.
Although no one knows the exact 'cause
This the wild wild west
While all ya'll rest
We putting in the work
Ya'll putting in this work?
This the wild wild west
While all ya'll rest
We
you and Pac in harmony, probably hugging
While everybody from Brooklyn to West coast is bugging
All these gang wars, Big, show me a sign
As for
to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[R. Kelly]
Now we about to show ya
to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[R. Kelly]
Now we about to show ya
breath from me and it leaves me falling
Then it picks me up again in its own strength
And I can hear the wild wind howling
And I can feel it in my
by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex
Light somethin', stop frontin'
How much money's enough? Think maybe like the trillion figures
Pray my daughter don't wild like the Hilton Sisters
on hand his gone
But i wanna fuck your mind
Watcha wanna do Nigga crip gang thug 4 show
Baby
La is mine I own it
West coast west side gang signs
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