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See im a real G from to toe
The whole Coast to let you know
Got a that seeks Namonia
Never will i live

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, gold degons
hustlers gangsters banging
whatch fo you wear and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
is G's is more than palm trees and weed
is than movie stars and models
is than Holleywood Boulevard and Roscoes
more east-side browns pat and vato
it up north to the bay when we ghosts ride out locs
your boy flow colder Tahoe then Robie out got a pacaralo
side show on this shure box
gass stepped brake everybody shake it lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on that move me call it baywatch
and i'm youck the boss
24's on the porsche yeah it a floss
Venn bitch that you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the chicken without the sauce?
it off

westside westside G's throw setzi
and represent from felix tooky
to my in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in groovy
ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10
only pussy vertical like AMG
cause its funky enough DOC
young like Eazy-E
and the whole will love it like Tupac and Dre
top dog SN double O P
Daz and Kurupt raised gin the DPG
i used to pack a hammer tricked eye
y'all me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye
i like my mommma new ports too shorts
back in 86' rappers all new born
cool man one dangerous thing
Richie Rich for boss
niggaz the cain
but on seat is like the sneak
we get that mailman like 40 bleed the
out Cali..

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been since the day of dust shack
the hood done fashion and big masters
fresh coes got swagged your big dad
gang bang started with the to plee at
kicked down at door ripped up the
first motherfuckers to rap for Sign
now be back take a look and it
the Julio chapped before this rap shit
to inverce my toughts i'm a classic
all rap daddy on your caskets