west coast

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

jezzy

it's like

damn right

yeah

i love this street

hollywood

baby

home of the freaks

yeah girl

you the freak of the week

if you don't love west coast

then you don't smoke best dope

and you don't get xos

your girlfriend at our next show

it's like oh

california

it's summertime

my top lit back

and we unwind

and this one fine

and you are too

let's go to the beach with a drink to us each and yeah

do what we do

we'll meet up with the gang and toast this shit

we the fliest out

yeah i told you bitch

yeah

i told you bitch

get this shit right

yeah i told you bitch

and this my type of party

dom just got it started

and nipsey up next and i gonna grab a drink but you know i didn't get carded

we the home of the kings

roll with some g's

khakis with a crease

'pac rest in peace

yeah

west coast

champagne for my real friends

real pain for my fake friends

i don't shake hands

i don't make friends

i just hide my face behind ray bans

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

not happy

'less i'm up in the west coast

ciroc in here for my real friends

no shots in here for my fake friends

you can hate man

i don't make amends

i just live my life

i don't take from them

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

not happy

'less i'm up in the west coast

damn right

yeah i love my town

la

baby

put it down

everybody wanna come around

but if you don't love cali you don't love at all

you never see love because this where those birds fall

like falling out on top

come with jezzy baby

because i call those shots

and i'm dropping those tops

and i'm rocking those spots

and i'm riding around the city with a beat that knock

i beat that up

beat that up

lay her on the ground

i sweep that up

i pick that up

i slow it down

pour four up in my cup

but i'm rolling around these parts with a big old thing

no big old chain

just a big old ring

and a tight fit cap that's blue and white

oh yeah and my big old gang

anybody wanna sign a deal

then you sign a deal with my fam for real

because my camp will kill for the love that we got and feel

yeah

some one need a mill

it's my gang

it's my team

it's my life

it's my dream

yeah

west coast

champagne for my real friends

real pain for my fake friends

i don't shake hands

i don't make friends

i just hide my face behind ray bans

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

not happy

'less i'm up in the west coast

ciroc in here for my real friends

no shots in here for my fake friends

you can hate man

i don't make amends

i just live my life

i don't take from them

oh oh oh

you know oh oh

not happy

'less i'm up in the west coast