[Woodie]      It's that W-E-S-T, T-W-O-M-P      Represent and I'll pretend   That W double O-D-I-E      That took the Y-O-C up out of East Co. Co.      And let it be known      That there's some major shit      Crakin' off in the deep East Bay and G's roll      From block to block with automatic chops,      Removable stocks, and extra clips      And mob shots pushin' crank bombs      And yet these bottles make all of us flip      I never did much slangin' for bangin' pursuited hard      Why the fuck you think they always keepin' norteños off the yard      Cuz we smash on the enemy      Northern Cal is our vicinity      Tryin' to run shit on our side of the map      Get blown back with artillery      It's a known fact we're rivaled by many      But that don't mean a thang      A little more quantity      But a higher quality's got to keep domain      So when we gather our troops      To rowdy your boots      Don't be shot cuz I warned ya      Come to the topside of California      See northsiders on every corner      Throwin' up that mighty N-A      Packin' heat, holdin' a fort down      And if you disagree your out of pocket      Comin' up short now            Chorus: [Woodie]      All who wear them bloody rags hang      Larks and cutty's back swang      Mind your own and do your thang      If you don't wanna gangbang      But if you get the set trippin'      And that south come out your mouth      Or you disrespectin' north      Than bet your death will come about      All who wear them bloody rags hang      Larks and cutty's back swang      Baller's rap the fat chains      And the money stacks claim      Different lies everyday      Police always on the way      But hey      That's how we live in the bay            [Lil' Los]      If you can't stand the heat      Then get the fuck out the kitchen      Cuz ammunition that I'm dishin'      Best believe it ain't missin'      The clock is tickin'      I'm trippin'      The steel that I'm grippin's askin me      How the fuck I got myself in this position      It's easy the town I'm in gave me a complex      They gots me snappin' and flashin'      Over some nonsense      So buckle up      And keep your chest covered up      I'll grab my clip, stuff it up      Now it's time to fuck shit up      And times are tough      But their only gonna get tougher      My barrels payin' thunder      Leavin' suckas smothered for colors      I'm comin' out the gutters with cutters      That be cuttin' muthafuckas in my way      In the bay      In that game where you don't play      And it's too late      You clocked in      Now there ain't no stoppin'      Choppers from choppin'      When you make it to my top ten      I'm lost in the zone goin' crazy      Good, I'll shake it      There ain't nothin' that can save me      From the way the streets raised me            [Chorus]            [Woodie]      Death could come at any moment      I've been walkin' there for years      Since I swallowed all my fears      And started holdin' back my tears      It seems the only way to keep my heart pumpin'      Now is to represent      And keep the names alive      Of the those homies already dead      And when I know I ain't evil      But it's evident I ain't heaven sent      How could I be when I done committed      Each of the deadly seven sins      A product of my environment      That's bullshit I ain't buyin' it      Been a killa since birth      It's in my blood      There's no denying it      We got our own constitution      Northerners organized      And believe it or not      This love amongst us      All sometimes disguised      Tried to hold a job      A couple of times      But fuck a nine to five      Suckas tellin' me what to do      I'd rather be shot and buried alive      Just let me ride      Let me kick it      Drink my 40's      I admit it      I'm addicted      I can't get enough      To shake it out my system      And my fellow homies feel the same      And out the trenches of the bay      Takin' it day by day      One step at a time      Closer to our grave            [Chorus] 2x