Intro: (The Game)
WESTCOAST
So all about survivin, ni**a
Westcoast
California iz on
Black Wall Street
DPGC
U ni**az know who it iz
Compton & Long Beach, bacc together again
(haha)

Verse 1: (Daz Dillinger)
U know itz….
MURDA, MURDA, bring a drama fo ya momma,
got them 2-2-3`z in tha bacc in Ur impallah
Ni**az got a problem, ni**a itz how we convi?
10 froom 20 homiez, going hard on tha mission
Lookin fort hem ni**az, dat let him know in tha song
See a couple ni**az, to the fure of tha home
Tha ni**az let U know iz bacc
(Like dat, from dat muthafucca bring a sacc)
I`m only fuccin wit tha real ni**az they stay in tha street
I`m only fuccin wit tha real ni**az, they playin fo keep
When tha streetz in yo whole blocc wit them 2
I`m old-skool ? play by tha rulez
Brothaz and cash, ? tha gram, fuccin tha ?
Don`t yo know we tha chit off in tha boulevard
Don`t u know ni**az die datz tha playin hard
Oh akon, shoot, bulletproof car

Chorus:
We give a fucc where U from anybody killa
We real give a fucc where U from, anybody killa
(westside)


Verse 2: (The Game)
(Check It)
its too much gangsta-s**t, goin on in tha fuccin world for ni**az to
be actin like gyrlz
I`m tha gangbang general, never rhyme with subliminal, 12-gauge-shotty
To ur body, tha fuccin criminal
an animal, westcoast beat cannibal who got tha antidote I`m sicc on that gangsta-chit
Nah blood or crip, I`ma anybody killa, fo rilla, half blood half muthafuccin
Gorilla
Suicide on my flow, itz a automatic rifle my rag iz a flag, hangin from tha
Fuccin Eifelturm-tower
Mc`z i devour a lyrical-time bomb, i explode to tha next episode
C** letz ridin, ? drivin, hit low, itz all about muthafuccin survivin
in the city I claim, westside we bang, The Game, and tha DPGC-Gang

Chorus:




Verse 3: (Kurupt)
Dogg Pound Gangstaz ,let it rain muthafucca
Ain`t to be nuttin tha extreme muthafucca
Juz ? day