westside driveby

yay

yay

wassup kay slay

its the big homie e a ski

ya know

and i brought some west coast riders with me

that'll ride on ya bitch ass

you got a problem with kay

you got a problem with us nigga

ya know

got mc ren and the west coast kam

hey yo ren spit it

nigga who tryin to fuck with the ville'

grab my dick

fuck this trick and slay my scrill

slap the taste right outta ya grill

when i'm fuckin' with kam and ski nigga shit is fa real

straight blastin' fools with these west coast shots

compton and watts

my bay niggas got glocks

niggas runnin' an yellin' an screamin' an shit an cussin'

ren smoked a blunt while ski and kam was bustin'

now you bitch ass niggas ain't sayin nothin'

when we pull to the curb

nigga stop gruntin'

this west coast shit

can't be fucked with

or duplicated

you bitches can hate it

mothafuckin villian is back with ski

while he blast with his back to me

west coast drive-by

it happens like everyday

bitch ass mothafuckas gettin' chased away

it go

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

nigga

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

i've been known for the ak

glocks

and tech's

hit ya block up

leave a nigga soakin' wet

so i'd watch niggas scatter like roaches with the lights on

you on the block

but you won't make it back home

you better hope that this bullet got god in it

and i miss

when i got my fuckin' eye on it

and i'm shootin' to blow the back and the spine out

it's all real

i would hate for you to find out

who the fuck makes it happen

uhh

its west side nigga

this drive-by is what's crackin'

and the corners is gettin' caught off

the funeral homes is gettin' rich off the costs

dogg

lay you flat down

empty out the clips 'til you hear the sound

uh-huh

you better know who the fuck you dealin' with

it's mr. ski

the west coast kill-a-bitch

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

nigga

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

niggas hate me for the bank i'm foldin'

the rank i'm holdin'

the dank i'm polin'

they just hate to see a gangsta rollin'

i gutter ball like i'm bowling

collectin' my ends

tryin' to throw strikes at all these redneck white pins

in the beamer or the benz

wagon or the truck

'til my people delevered

man i don't give a fuck

stay pushin' the line with mine

treat peeps i'm with good

anti-hollywood and i keep my shit hood

a true thug

ya gotta admit it

i bail into a club tennis shoes

jeans

white tee and a fitted

tryin' to get it crackin'

wassup

i'm sayin'

you tryin' to go or what

i mean

you playin'

dyke girls actin' like niggas

niggas actin' like bitches

so i just kick back and keep stackin' my riches

focus on my chips and give niggas real talk

so bloods can skip to it and the crips can still walk

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

nigga

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

it go

woop

woop

that's them fuckin' police

woop

woop

them bitches comin' for me

you know the west gone ride

nigga hit'em up

bitches run from the drive-by

when we pass by

nigga

when we pass by

nigga

when we pass by

you bitches run from the drive-by

drive-by

bitches run from the drive-by

drive-by