Westside
I'm just a nigga from the hood yea I grew up Ona west side
Now I believe him my pops told me that's the best side
A Pretty bitch Brownskin' she got the best eyes
And don't you run up on this whip you get yo vest fried
Yeah I'm a hood baby take some thing from me and i don't want it back
These hollow tips they hit his chest he caught a heart attack
I'm the type to end the beef don't care who started that
Fucked her then I blocked her wishing she can get her sorry back
Ask a Nigga how you killer and you snitching
Niggas never got no money they too focused on these bitches
Tell Adopt pass the red dot I'm shooting with precision
Spray the crib up now I than went from Taurus to a switchy
They like Ouu no he didn't
It's so crazy what these niggas still a do for attention
Got a attitude bet I change her mood when I lick it
Unky got a mean wrist cook dog food In the kitchen
They see me in the burbs like I can't cool Ina trenches
Coming up off that one mix
Looking at my diamonds she like boy you got that one wrist
Lil baby did I hit it thinking damn that's that one bitch
Pop out crispy with a semi blowing on that one shit
Asking Brody how he turn the glitzy fully just with one switch
Fresher than a sun bitch
Asking for a baby is you crazy you a dumb bitch
Beefing make my gun glitch
Boy you better run quick
Ain't no plan b I put my kids on her tongue quick
Niggas ain't Killa when they sober prolly pop me off a yopper
Tell Ls pass me the chopper if he spot em' then I got em'
See me hanging out the passenger I'm thirsty just to pop em'
Swear my brothers quick to crash out it's hard for me to stop 'em
Swear a nigga got like 99 these hoes can't be a problem
Got pulled over doing like 109 I got a speeding problem
Cheat on my bae and make her take me back she thinking she the problem
Lemme see you reaching for that Glock and it's gone Be a problem
I'm just a nigga from the hood yea I grew up Ona west side
Now I believe him my pops told me that's the best side
A Pretty bitch Brownskin' she got the best eyes
And don't you run up on this whip you get yo vest fried
Yeah I'm a hood baby take some thing from me and I don't want it back
These hollow tips they hit his chest he caught a heart attack
I'm the type to end the beef don't care who started that
Fucked her then I blocked her wishing she can get her sorry back
Now I believe him my pops told me that's the best side
A Pretty bitch Brownskin' she got the best eyes
And don't you run up on this whip you get yo vest fried
Yeah I'm a hood baby take some thing from me and i don't want it back
These hollow tips they hit his chest he caught a heart attack
I'm the type to end the beef don't care who started that
Fucked her then I blocked her wishing she can get her sorry back
Ask a Nigga how you killer and you snitching
Niggas never got no money they too focused on these bitches
Tell Adopt pass the red dot I'm shooting with precision
Spray the crib up now I than went from Taurus to a switchy
They like Ouu no he didn't
It's so crazy what these niggas still a do for attention
Got a attitude bet I change her mood when I lick it
Unky got a mean wrist cook dog food In the kitchen
They see me in the burbs like I can't cool Ina trenches
Coming up off that one mix
Looking at my diamonds she like boy you got that one wrist
Lil baby did I hit it thinking damn that's that one bitch
Pop out crispy with a semi blowing on that one shit
Asking Brody how he turn the glitzy fully just with one switch
Fresher than a sun bitch
Asking for a baby is you crazy you a dumb bitch
Beefing make my gun glitch
Boy you better run quick
Ain't no plan b I put my kids on her tongue quick
Niggas ain't Killa when they sober prolly pop me off a yopper
Tell Ls pass me the chopper if he spot em' then I got em'
See me hanging out the passenger I'm thirsty just to pop em'
Swear my brothers quick to crash out it's hard for me to stop 'em
Swear a nigga got like 99 these hoes can't be a problem
Got pulled over doing like 109 I got a speeding problem
Cheat on my bae and make her take me back she thinking she the problem
Lemme see you reaching for that Glock and it's gone Be a problem
I'm just a nigga from the hood yea I grew up Ona west side
Now I believe him my pops told me that's the best side
A Pretty bitch Brownskin' she got the best eyes
And don't you run up on this whip you get yo vest fried
Yeah I'm a hood baby take some thing from me and I don't want it back
These hollow tips they hit his chest he caught a heart attack
I'm the type to end the beef don't care who started that
Fucked her then I blocked her wishing she can get her sorry back
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Writer(s): Eugene Brown Iii
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