We live like were on the west coast Making love like were in hospitals She?s been my crush for some time She?s my minx, she?s my butterfly We know she
the rag off the six-fo', Hit the switch, show niggas how the shit go, The Game is back, the Aftermath chain is gone, The D's is chrome, the frame is black
it to me baby [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] When will you niggas ever learn That time is money and money gets yo ass burned Learn, from the niggas that done
f*ck that [Game:] Nah man you gotta listen to me man Ya gotta stop dissin these n*gga?s [Juice:] Mann f*ck that [Game:] Im telling you man that sh*
Me Trap That Girl Is Nice 'cause She's Got, She's Got It, She's Got It, Breathe, Breathe [Verse] her body is Screaming I Think That She's Missing Ain
we walked and then she tried to jack me off but she lost Cause she couldn't handle my shit, wait I sweared Irony of Ryan is I am bipolar while I'm rhyming
I bet you didn't know that yo' bitch was suckin dick (say what?) Who you think she fuckin with? (what?) Look here My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul,
was And how nobody do it like we does cuz [Nate Dogg] Something about the west coast Makes me bang the beats Something about the west coast Makes me
baby I'm down. She showed me her panties and did a little something. She got that sexy side burns like a chanti. She does the dishes does real big breakfasts
ride ride, ride for mee East coast (Where you at) West coast (Where you at) (She love me she love me she love me) Dirty south (Where you at) Mid west (
ride, ride for mee East coast (Where you at) West coast (Where you at) (She love me she love me she love me) Dirty south (Where you at) Mid west (Where
is just way too real It's the T Double, some call me $hort I'm in the house once again from the East to the North You know the west is the best coast
keep breathing, don't stop that breath Now everybody's talking about Too $hort's death Am I a zombie, or something close? I'm not Casper, I mack all the ghosts Oaktown style is
niggas how it was And how nobody do it like we does 'cuz Something about the West Coast Makes me bang the beats Something about the West Coast Makes
cake And then we walked and then she tried to jack me off but she lost Cause she couldn't handle my shit, wait I sweared, irony of Ryan Is I am bipolar
and watch ya all day , got me lost for words what can i say girl , i aint never seen my clothes fit , nothin like that that that that that noo you aint
take you from He-Man to She-Ra Battle Cat to Kringa Medieval messanger, west coast avenger Take you to the street, battle me that's a fuckin sin Go
