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throw up the dubb - playaz tryna strive lyrics

[intro] yeah, one love to them real east coast n*ggas
and for them faulty ones, time to get broke off

well it’s that west coast sh*t, kick back and ride sh*t
that strickly to hit yo ass like a .44 and leave your hide split
that’s right b*tch, stay cautious
in the ’96 no losses
cause kid from the west coast coming floss packin nina ross’s
hit ya with that quickness
n*gga got you on that hit list
leaving you on your back with the case of that stiffness
you just another b*tch in that chalk on that sidewalk
when i hit yo ass with the blast to the gat that’ll
make yo ass wanna walk that mothaf*ckin’ walk
n*gga talk that talk punk b*tch
yeah you don’t wanna f*ck with a pimp from the west coast
cause you know we make you look like toast
that’s playa hatin’ from a east coast n*gga
and if you wanna know the truth b*tch better think my nuts is bigger
b*tches think green is the reason why you playa hate
all the west coast n*ggas stackin’ up dollars with no debate
n*gga back on up, and check this flow it ain’t hard to tell
it’s ’96, b*tch and west coast fo’ev

[hook]
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb n*gga
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb fool
chords and strings mean mugs
throwing up the dubb
intense with game ready to bust like a hallow slug
[?]
pushin and pedaling with my blueprints to make connections
love from cali who knows it better
the handwriting’s on the wall
sucka’s go platinum but they ego’s is they downfall
b*tch drawls, servin tosses salads like blue cheese
shirt twisted up in the front tied with that knot workin blue jeans
beams go out like bad knees, copin’ the lessons
west coast’ll shoot sh*t and pop p’s like professors
stretchers and sh*lls with buckshot bb’s from gauges
left on stage when i recite a couple of viscous pages
ages of knowledge mixed with game coat it with some fry
make’s one h*ll of a playa, tryna strive
regardless of any fool i spit’s move’s and groove’s and flow’s
suckas get k sprayed and laid down with blown domes
p.t.s’n messin with real sk!lls holding my ground
making sh*t official until this coastal funk rolls down
t. bubblelicious makin’ batches haul ass and bail
throwin’ up the dubb b*tch ass scrubs, west coast fo’ev

[hook]
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb n*gga
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb fool
back on that ass and the first verse you felt that [?] go blast
never giving a f*ck about these n*ggas they can l!ck my ass
better dip and floss cause you know you f*ckin with the boss
lot of west coast n*ggas quick to put a b*tch up in the moss
and leave’em dead as f*ck laying up in them city streets
n*gga hush ya mouth before you find out that your heart don’t beat, and even if you from the west coast so you run yo mouth
but i think you bout to find exactly what i’m talking ’bout

feelin’ me young, d*ck in yo mouth, acting bad
running with a pack of hard malt alcohol drinkers that’s mad
whipping that ass, giving’em welts quick
crackin you mask
like a bunch of f*ckin sh*llfish, n*gga
time to get dealt with
if not now then neva
should’ve never started a funk and pulled a f*ckin’ lever
[?]
mark ass b*tch

[hook]
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb n*gga
x3 west coast fo’ev
throw up that dubb fool

and if the shoe fit, wear it
one l’eazy to all the pioneers on the mf west coast
west coast fo’ev
p.t.s up outta this b*tch

- playaz tryna strive lyrics

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