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my west - spice 1 lyrics

intro: daz dillinger:

yeah, n*gga daz, you already know

chorus:

i give you my west, nothin’ less (yeah)
i don’t f*ck with the rest, not impressed
i give you my west (westside!), ohh yes
the coast that’s the best (yeah, n*gga)
that’s my west, f*ck the rest

verse 1: daz dillinger:

i only f*ck with the west, i only f*ck with the best
20 years later you like “what up next?”
i can’t call it, (?) the n*gga gon’ stay ballin’
crawlin’ through the streets in a dogg pound starter
uh, ball do i fall
raised in the pound, i’m a mothaf*ckin’ dog
swisher fulla og for og*ass n*gga
daz, how the f*ck did you figure?
or gеt yo’ classy, jazz pack or ’64
a bentley, so you mothaf*ckas will know
jump, get clappеd up, i’m a mobster
hang around here, n*gga, we gon’ rob ya (what up?)
i ain’t impressed, nevertheless
this is how i do it, n*gga, f*ck yo’ respect
i’m from the eastside, but this west coast
remember that!
chorus

verse 2: spice 1:

pimps, hoes, g’s, bad b*tches and bomb weed
west coast livin’, summertime and palm trees
get yo’ noodles blown up from close range
and n*gga this, kush and hang yo’ hide in soul plane
don’t get it twisted, it’s just me and my b*tch nina
f*ck the world, we turn up like a middle finger (f*ck you)
hate with california, vellejo to sacramento
compton, long beach, right back to san diego (yeah, n*gga)
sh*t, that’s where all the riders be
kickin’ it where they filmed the movie menace ii society (gots no heart)
so watch yo’ b*tch and yo’ rims
from fillmoe slim, to short dog the pimp (biitch!)
don’t f*ck around down here
n*ggas put it down when we clown down here
little rookie, little baby back b*tch!
i’m from cali, we don’t play that sh*t

chorus

verse 3: mc eiht:

geah, (introducin’…) i came through the do’ with a couple o’ fat bags
g’s from the west to ’64 it’s rag
murder catch a case and the bald so thicc
all for the money so call us nickel slicc
the hood took under, no wonder we so old (geah)
anybody get it, the west we on guard (the west)
all aboard to the land of the eat
and 6 by 9’s bang gangsta beats (geah)
anywhere we meet up, north, down south (geah)
high five be the line, get it word of mouth (word of mouth)
geah, eiht rep hub city level
we come strapped, geah, loc, bacc peddle
make a quicc u*turn
in tune to the west, yes, you must learn (yes)
best side, ws on mine (ws)
keep it west, don’t cross that line
chorus

- spice 1 lyrics

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