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west coast - 3x krazy lyrics

[verse 1: agerman]
up on my block n-gga, up yo’ cash
before you get your -ss blast by them n-ggas up in cut
you better hit the gas
cause if you don’t then you gonna be another victim
of another motherf-cking murder when i let it him ’em
this strictly underground, hardcore and funkdafied
talking all that lip you trip and slipped into a homicide
i break ’em down like twamp sacks
all i spit is flow raps
my game is unlimited like a motherf-cking 24 track
duck and dodge while these bullets eject
you get your shirt wet
thought a n-gga was coming soft but n-gga i’m coming erect
reject, this n-gga right here gotta get mine
don’t think about bogarting cause this n-gga ight here got a flow 9
make me blow my top
i’ll be offy with my chop
hickory d-ckory f-ck the doc
back up in your -ss like some hot
recognize
n-ggas like me is so deep in this hit
when you see me bumping
i’m gon’ be bumping that west coast sh-t

[hook]
(west coast)
that’ll have your trunk thumping
west coast sh-t
the only thing that i be bumping
(west coast)
west coast sh-t
giving my n-ggas what they want
west coast sh-t
3x krazy bringing funk

[verse 2: b.a.]
just another liquor store mission
hennessy sipping
n-ggas be itching, indeed set tripping
i don’t know why
i’m h-lla high f-cking with these wise guys
tripping off last night
i got a pint of hennessy on my mind
so i’m kinda perving
swerving
leaving the liquor sto’
peeping a thicker ho
n-gga them dank to drank
the joint some herb
thinking of nouns and verbs
i [?] upon my face while chase e&j
i see on [?] cause i’m serving the whole shop
who’s the tightest?
with that flow full of gold that’s touching your soul like king midas
not the nicest n-gga so grab yo’ sh-t
the underachiever that’ll leave ya need ya heater
stripped then zipped
and off that lip
that you talk ain’t bought one bit
cause you’se a loser, feud along [?] would need a few good men
and in the end, i leave ’em all restless
(why?)
it’s just that funk from the o coming straight from the west

[hook]

[verse 3: keak da sneak]
it’s that west coast sh-t
the only thing that i be bumping
in a firebird 450 pioneer straight slumping
if it ain’t rough it ain’t 3 x krazy
from the o.a.k.l.a.n.d
so see i be flowing like a motherf-cker
leave you on your back, off the ‘yay
draped in all black and sneaking on the attack
i let my flowamatic spray when i choose
you lose, f-ck hooks
i’m the man when i flow like that
like this you miss
now you gots to kiss my fist
i p-ss on y’all trash
to let you know don’t ever put me to the f-cking test
so ladies that’s right
i’ll strip him, put his -ss to rest
it’s the sneaker freak funk from free
never ate the peach
but i f-ck this ho on the beach
about to reach the rich & famous like robin leach
you try to touch my style but you can’t n-gga, deal with it
here come the flow 9, my flow, n-ggas i k!ll with it
i’m still grabbing up my nuts, quick fast
still flash on these goofy ho sl-ts
my flowamatic c-ck back
hood full of rat who be stepping back
thugging, talking ’bout “that n-gga strapped!”
the flow don’t quit
so n-gga don’t ask me too quick
if you do i’ll wind up something you and your crew
whatchu wanna do? my fist lie
on the bwoy, like a pimp
when i’m riding through the town
bumping that west coast sh-t

[hook]

- 3x krazy lyrics

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