West Up - WC And The Maad Circle Wessyde-fa-life-in-ya Throwing up the w Yeah Throwing up the w I'm with this what we throwing up Throwing up the w All you busta ass niggas out there I got my mother f**king homeboys in the house Throwing up the w My nigga ice cube Throwing up the w Mack 10 Back to set the record straight for all these busta ass niggas Who trip this how we do it nigga Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Nigga clear the lane here I come once again With this gangsta click dropping this gangsta shit Strictly for the riders who ride us I gotta westsider Rhymer for them niggas that's sitting on them dayton wires Pump the bass hit the switch Cause ice cube mack 10 and dub-c back up in this b-i-itch Straight hoodsta for life ain't no looking back Ink in my flesh westside tattered on my chest Walking with the shadow of death Through the land of the skanless south central los angeles Home of the crips and the bloods Where even the strongest niggas is drug through the mud And visitors from outta town best to stay in hollywood You get that tourist ass ganked strollin through my hood West coast till the casket drop I be throwing it up so motherf**ker west up It's gun ho mack one-oh please you can't f**k wit deez Ice cubez and dub-ceez is my g'z And hip-hop top three niggas the new bosses Never slippin cause we flosses packing nina rosses Nigga thought you knew how we do it Ain't a damn thing changed always on them thangs Forever and a day so back up gimme room don't neglect Just respect and everything I can't check I wreck Now you can cross out the bustas and snitches Shit only killers hootchie bitches and hot hydraulic switches allowed On the turf where the real hogs dwell Sewed up the hood the fattest bolas on the block for sale Inglewood city the throne I call home Niggas be so bright you might need your locs on To bail through it's fin you're in with mack 10 And I gotta confess up nigga this west up for life Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Now I got ta show you how the west coast rocks No razor blades in my mouth just a glock And I'm hittin you up with that w-s The sun rises in the east but it sets in the west No gold teeth you gets a wreath So hand me the goodies stocking mask no hoodies Christmas day I'm in a tre While some of you niggas got the robe reindeer and a sleigh We don't call it five-oh we call it one time It's my life my life my life my life in the sunshine One nine weighs a ton How the f**k you think that the west was won Now shit can be squashed over a forty ounce of backwash No jokes the land of locs and hundred spokes In the East we can be brothers But when you come to La watch your mother f**king colors West up nigga Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Give it up give it up Like the nigga james brown me and my niggas are putting it down So bustas be wary cause see we represent the city Where niggas caught slippin is left with they brains dripping City of the angels more like a concrete jungle Full of macks cadillacs and crack sacks I pledge allegiance to the shit till I die So let the five-twenty slide and put it down from the westside Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt So motherf**ker west up Front back side to side We be giving it up till the day we die Niggas hit me up I'm a have ta erupt 404

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