WESTSIDE KILLA

Westside killa

Run it up

Fuck it up

Real go getta

I'm New age spitta

Without a contract

I'm dressed all black with a new era cap

Different type of breed but always bark back

cnd I ball like number 1 pick in the draft

Yuhhh

Watch me hope out do my dance

Show these pussies I'm the man

I work too hard I hold it down

I chase the cheese I wear the crown

Imma live up to my name

Or I go insane in the membrane

There's a neck vein gotta maintain

The same lane till I pop champagne with bank gang

Got the rich veins

I'm about gettin the job done boy up every

These mutha fuckas run they mouth I'm just itching to fight

Drop these mutha fuckas off like a dump truck

While I roll up, imma pull up, 808 turn up, pot stira

Thought I told ya I don warned ya that id be next up , got the mustard better ketchup, cause ill test ya, and check ya, then I bust you in the face and forget ya

Bop

let me slow down for you slow dumb bitches

I'm leveling my craft and you my number 1 witness

Ha bop bop bop

When it rains it poors

cnd Jay the world is yours

One shot one kill boy you know the deal