Intro

All the homies in the yacht, all the homies up there in Eugene, River, World Gangsta Blood

All the homies in the yacht, all the homies up there in Eugene, River, World Gangsta Blood

And to all you haters, and to all you haters, and to all you haters out there

Eat a dick bitch, you ain't stoppin' this motherfuckin' time

Hate all you want bitch, you just makin' me more popular

And to all you haters out there

Go eat a big ol' dick biatch

Let the stupid bitch drive my shit

Now I'm pissed, go and get the whip and go back to the spot

Then I dip out in another ride, hit the block and slide

Got the new Glock and I'm high, got the drum comin' off the ass of the plastic

All black and it's always down to jack, matter of fact, it do through cut, no slack

It'll cut that ass in half with the switch, got 250 copper pieces

It'll empty real quick, only take a few seconds

Eat a big ol' dick biatch

Dope color don't matter, black or chrome still removes your limbs

And erases our sins, bet it blows you out your rims

Better blow out your rims, make shit die quick, no legit

And we be the best ones out here in the street

On the run for shootin' guns and havin' fun layin' your ass to rest

I'm the one playin' God, you should see the new mod

I'ma prove you a fraud and we roll like the mob

Man the block is hot, got pigs all over for the shootin' man

The shit over, he was shittin' out his drawers, threw him on the floor

Got hit with hot ones, he don't want no more

West side, we ride, stay high, you die, never lie

Killer for realer, make him say bye bye, no more life, not tonight

West side, we ride, stay high, you die, never lie

Killer for realer, make him say bye bye, no more life

Gangsta life is easy, it's your choice like a beezy

Smokin' till your lungs are seizing, coughin' till your nose runnin' leakin

Man it's the weekend and we shootin' after smokin

Leave you quotin' the death song, blow you away like a hit from a bong

Now it's on, caught you all alone, take off your head, yeah brains are gone

West side, we ride, stay high, you die, never lie

Killer for realer, make him say bye bye, no more life, not tonight

West side, we ride, stay high, you die, never lie

Killer for realer, make him say bye bye, no more life

Eat a big ol' dick, biatch

Eat a big ol' dick, biatch

And to all you haters, and to all you haters, and to all you haters out there

Eat a dick, bitch, you ain't stoppin' this motherfuckin' train

You know what I'm sayin

Hate all you want, bitch, you just makin' me more popular

And to all you, and to all you haters out there

Eat a big ol' dick, biatch