Lyrics
Wesyr fa livni ya
(Throwin' up the W)
Yeah (yeah)
(Throwin' up the W) I'm with this, what we throwin' up?
(Throwin' up the W)
All you bust-ass niggas out there (yeah)
I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house(Throwin' up the W)
My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10 (Throwin' up the W)
Back to set the record straight for all these busta-ass niggas
Who trip, this how we do it, nigga (throwin' up the W)
Front, back, side to side
We be givin' it up, 'til the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'ma have to erupt
So, motherfucker, West up
Front, back, side to side
We be givin' it up, 'til the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'ma have to erupt
So, motherfucker, West up
Nigga, clear the lane, here I come, once again
With this gangsta click, droppin' this gangsta shit
Strictly for the riders who ride us, I gotta WestSider
Rhymer for them niggas that's sittin' on them Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the switch
'Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this B-I-itch
Straight hoodsta for life, ain't no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, WestSide tatted on my chest
Walkin' with the shadow of death
Through the land of the scandalous, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips and the Bloods
Where even the strongest niggas is drug through the mud
And visitors from outta town best to stay in Hollywood
You get that tourist ass kicked strollin' through my hood
West Coast 'til the casket drop
I be throwin' it up, so, motherfucker, West up
It's gun ho Mack one-O, please, you can't fuck wit' these
Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G's
In hip-hop, top three niggas the new bosses
Never slippin' 'cause we flosses, packin' Nina Rosses
Nigga, thought You Knew How We Do It
Ain't a Damn Thing Changed, always On Them Thangs
Forever and a day so back up, gimme room, don't neglect
Just respect and everything I can't check, I wreck
Now you can cross out the bustas and snitches