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lirik lagu westside – athlete


[verse 1]

crip n*gg*z, blood n*gg*z, essay’s, asians,
dominicans, puerto ricans, white boyz, jamaicans,
latin kingz, disciples, vicelords, hatians,
all these m*th* f*ckas been patiently waiting,
since the west coast fell off the st**ts been watchin,
the west coast neva fell off i was asleep in compton,
aftermath been here the beats been knockin,
nate dogg doin his thing dpg still poppin,
i got california love f*ckin b*tches to that pop sh*t,
and westside connection been had it locked b*tch,
i’m in the rear view my guns is c*ckin,
i’ll put red dots on that n*gg* head like rodman,
all stars, phat laces, gun charge, court cases,
faught that, not guilty im back,
n*gg*s hate me been there, done that, sold crack,
got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on dre’s back, payback,
homie i’ll bring ur ca back,
and i dont do b*tton up shirts or drive maybacks,
all u old record labels tryin to advance,
aftermath b*tch take it like a m*th* f*ckin man,

[chorus x2]

if you take a look in my eyes,
you see i’ll be a gangsta till i die,
that california chronic got me so high,
game tell them where your from,
n*gg* westside!

[verse 2]

i’m lowridin homie, 6 tre impala,
gold d spinnin, chrome hydraulics
run up on my low-low you stop breathin,
hollow tips make n*gg*s dissappear like houdini,
gang bangin is real,
homie im livin proof like snoop dogg c-walkin on top of da
devils roof,
rap critics wanna converse, about this and that,
cuz red strings in this converse and this a dre track,
keep jibberin jabberin i’ll pull a .38 magnum,
and get the clickin and clackin,
you’ll homies will wanna kno what happened,
come to compton and see thriller like mike jackson,
i might be spike lee, of this gun clappin,
prior to rappin i was drug traffic, and
in the dope spot playin john madden,
homie i aint braggin, i took five,
if u wanna die run up on that black 745

[chorus x2]

[verse 3]

new york new york, big city of dreams,
i got my l.a dodger fitted on im doin my thing,
got me f*ckin wit g-unit you kno the drama that bring,
i got n*gg*s in westside compton and southside queens,
and buck told me in cashville i’m good when i come through,
so i don’t gotta tuck in my chain like dj poo,
i’m gangsta more like deebo when he was zeus,
play bishop i paint that picture now who got the juice,
you n*gg*s is nuts so, i take off ur roof,
leave your *ss steched out like a cadilac coupe,
god gotta let me in heaven all the sh*t i been through,
i was an og in the hood before i truned 22,
homie i’ll let the .38 special rip through that vest,
and i kno compton don’t play whether or not he left that sh*t on
the dresser,
got compton on my back,
im startin to feel the pressure,
im lyricly? rappin these dre records

[chorus x2]


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