geah blue stamp music make it official yo nigga eiht in the building brenk sinatra on the beat keep it hood geah im on the 9 1 chevrolet crawl heading west where the motherfucking sun fall west up yall like my nigga dub i keep it level to the 13s dont rub 38 snub if a nigga got beef ashtray roaches of some fucking chronic leaf grief gon come to some unlucky mother we in so deep but i keeps my brother only the rap tales and niggas with high bails make sure the herb weigh right on the scales smoking in the city for real its no play smoke in the air and west this way we come strapped so niggas a take flight or rather fuck around with a rat ass type yeah authentic words from the pen flow to the pad and yeah do it again yeah x2 baby its on you probably wonder why its taking so long bitch have my money niggas they tote straps compton all day west coast on the map niggas slang shit just the make ends grow fast money come nigga fast money go out spot light how i like my ho clyde bonnie bitch on a one time show stay down for your nigga im headed back to jail money on the books mean the product sells hell thats the motherfucking life i lead nigga on the run a ho and good weed music to drive by in the cd player words pronounced clear from the hood rhymes sayer pay your dues which way you chose im west with it nigga so yeah thats good news bitches sing the blues if she know eigh lines maybe she know a nigga thats just like mines trying to get mines we fines its hard like i need a scene sometimes and uh x2