David Banner - Westside Lyrics

Artist: David Banner Lyrics
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Album: Track 12 on Certified (explicit version)
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all my pimps in san diego uhhh (westside, westside)
see whats wrong with these niggas, they dont know how to respect there elders
whats up hammer (yo) Spice one! (Ohh!)

[Chorus]
This is for my Compton niggas, Inglewood watch
The whole westcoast nigga each and every block
O-Town, Long Beach, Niggas in the bay
The homies in pomona, back to san jose
Krenshaws lost in the black 6-4
SAN BERNARDINO to Sacramento
All day, End day, Everyday
Mississippi slash californ-i-a

[Verse 1]
Im the Coldest Nigga, Walkin` Heavin`
And im tryin to choke the game till it stops breathin`
you betta betch ya im ya favorite rapper cause its only scheme in
i've been rappin since Rakim but im steel *Feenin*
the westside and the map man they show me love
so im gonna give it back with a double up
I miss quick, i miss reen, i miss snoop and dre
i miss E-Z on the cover with an AK
i miss Cube screamin out it was a good day
E-40 too short MCA
and a pimpin ass nigga named Ice T
JJ Fag, ya'll are cuttin on the techniques
a nice stroll on the beach show a nigga good
my essays, chins up rep up ya hood.
man we all from a place like mississippi
ya from the west throw ya dubs up if ya with me
WESTSIDE!

[Chorus]
This is for my Compton niggas, inglewood watch
The whole westcoast nigga each and every block
O-Town, Long Beach, Niggas in the bay
The homies in pomona, back to san jose
Pkrenshaw lost in the black 6-4
SAN BERNARDINO to Sacramento
All day, End day, Everyday
Mississippi slash californ-i-a

[Verse 2]
King T, messin marv, them boys from the lich
C-bo and the crazy muthafucka brotha lynch
San Quin, mac 10, booya keek the sneak
a rappin 4 tay givin pimpin to these freaks
sugar free ant banks, rest in peace mac dre dawg
the pound came down representin LA
DJ Poose, cypress hill, hirogliphics, bad azz
Dub C comin through crip walkin on yo ass
im a southside nigga, tell em hoes lay it down
and i cant yell pac without digi underground
and my nigga cartoon put my state on my back
look a ride for ya nigga, Choke a pimp, luv that
death row ya, turn no battle, pad bitch, chan, long beach VIP
and a nigga named pam
Till the day that i die i'll be yellin` mississippi
Nate Dogg clarks cale westside ride with me

[Chorus]
This is for my Compton niggas, inglewood watch
The whole westcoast nigga each and every block
O-Town, Long Beach, Niggas in the bay
The homies in pomona, back to san jose
krenshaw lost in the black 6-4
SAN BERNARDINO to Sacramento
All day, End day, Everyday
Mississippi slash californ-i-a

Heyyy!

Yah
Showin some westside love
wassup JT the bigga figga
or porta law
keep doing ya thang gang


Written by Murad Kakish




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