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


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

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

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

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[Chorus]x2      See im a real G from head to toe   The whole West Coast to let you know   Got a floor that seeks Namonia   Never will i live California          poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, triple gold degons   hustlers hustle gangsters banging   whatch fo colour you wear and watch for u hangin   whatch for you claiming its B's and C's   this is G's is more than palm trees and weed    is more than movie stars and models    is more than Holleywood Boulevard and Roscoes   more like east-side browns pat and vato   take it up north to the bay when we ghosts ride out locs   your boy flow colder Tahoe then Robie out Roscoes got a pacaralo   side show 24's on this shure box   gass stepped brake everybody shake it real lops   and give it up for Mac Dre and Pac   all eyez on that heify move me call it baywatch   and i'm youck hasselhoff the boss   24's on the porsche yeah it cost a floss   Venn this bitch that you brought yeah sho toss the boss   was the chicken straight without the sauce?   take it off      [Chorus]x2         westside westside G's throw your setzi   and represent from felix midgeon tooky   to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in groovy   ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10 uzzy   only pussy vertical high like AMG   cause its funky enough like DOC   young duzine like Eazy-E   and the whole Cali will love it like Tupac and Dre   top dog like SN double O P   Daz and Kurupt raised gin like the DPG   i used to pack a hammer tricked crooked eye   y'all make me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye   i like my mommma new ports banging too shorts   back in 86' when rappers all new born   cool man spice one dangerous thing   Richie Rich for them boss   niggaz slanging the cain   but on seat is like keep the sneak   we get that mailman like 40 bleed the streets   out Cali..      [Chorus]x2         REG IME LBC yeah that's me   i do been high since the day of dust shack   the hood done fashion bricks and big masters   gone fresh coes got swagged your big dad   gang bang started with the tribe to plee at   kicked down at door ripped up the floor   first motherfuckers to rap for Sign Moore   now be back take a look and face it   the Julio Cezar chapped before this rap shit    to inverce with my toughts i'm a classic   all school rap daddy on your caskets      [Chorus]x2