[Snoop Dogg]   WEST COAST!... It's time to stand up nigga   We gon' unite 'round this motherfucker one time   I'm callin' every real Crip nigga   And every real B-Dogg, to the table right now   Yeah... we gon' push a real line right now   See if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit      Have you ever seen 100,000 Rip riders on the side   Blue Chuck's, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skies   On the move, can't lose, Hill Street blues   Niggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spray   these suckas then I cruise, my granny saw it on the news   She shook up, look up and then she put me on the move   I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far   Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park   And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail   Straight to the County wit' no motherfuckin' bail   4800 with this Crippin', oh well   My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail   He said trip Dogg, ya better get right, Crip right   Eyes open 'cause niggaz get stuck on Cz-ight   It ain't no motherfuckin' problem - pop-pop, tick-tock   Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin' til I drop!      [Chorus]   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop      [The Game]   Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5   With the red bandana double knotted 'round the rearview   Niggaz see clear through, they know that it's Game   Cherry red Lowenhart's let 'em know that I bang   So bang, like Snoop in "Deep Cover"   I got the seat reclined, fo-five under the white-T, smothered   Dippin' down Green Leaf, I ain't got no enemies   Been shot five times, now I bleed Hennessy   And bang for my niggaz locked up, they can't stop us   It ain't a gangsta party 'til we go and dig 'Pac up   I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on   Hughey P. Newton with Air Force One's on   I gangbang but I'm the opposite of Tookie Williams   Red Lambo', red bandana print ceilin'   Me and Snoop got the WEST COAST locked   Red and Blue rag tied in a knot   But all my motherfuckin' homies shoutin' out      [Chorus]   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop      [The Game]   I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I'm stuck   Ain't no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck's   Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go   Til' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4   We "Just Dippin", one Bloodin' one Crippin'   I'm on that Bulls shit, throwback Scott' Pippen   Moral is, my bandana hangin' from the Leftside   So if you ain't a Crip or a Blood, just throw up WESTSIDE!      [Snoop Dogg]   (What up Blood?) Yeah cuz, we just tippin'   Me and Game doin' thangs, switchin' lanes, Hurricanes on my feet   Stop, and C-Walk to the beat   Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street (East-siiide!)   Eastside LBC, gun in my hand   It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand   We just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride out   Let it C known, nigga welcome to the Thunderdome      [Chorus]   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop   ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip ca-rip   suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop suwhoop      [Snoop Dogg]   Geah, an' motherfuckers wanna know who shot Cyrus?   Nigga I shot Cyrus!   Fuck dat nigga, he aint from the WEST COAST!   Straight up niggah.   All my real B-doggs, sup Blood!   And all real C-doggs, whats crackalackin Cuz!   Yeah, WEST COAST music nigga, straight up.   O, I gotta send this shout-out to the Brownside too, all esee   WEST COAST, niggaz.   Don' give a fuck bout the rest of y'all niggaz.   Ah!   Good lookin' Game. Yah.   Let's bangout one time, come on gat give it to me like I say...      (New Chorus)   WEST! WEST!   COAST! COAST!   WEST! WEST!   COAST! COAST!   WEST! WEST!   COAST! COAST!   WEST! WEST!   COAST! Oooooo!