Westcoast Classic

I keep my ear to the streets
Even though I had to move away from the madness
Back in Long Beach growing up, I never had shit
My nigga Nate dog been certified classic, bastards
And still I'm a ladies' man
But my fakest friends can't comprehend
That this music biz ain't made for all of us
I stand tall, I'ma ball for us
More money, more arguments, G-funk
Like the parliaments, real talk, no marketing
I'm still here, where them niggas go
Late nights in the studio, but you don't hear me though
Popping them pees, I've been talking that pimp talk
And learned how to fly before Snoop could C walk
This is something for the masses, worldwide, overseas
Continue to make classics

Oh, yeah we coming fast, you know
And like a blunt, it's time to pass it
Yeah, G-funk is back for sure
Coming right back at you bastards
Oh [?]
Giving all we got and [?]
West coast, got the real flow
You know, I know

D3 the Rocstar
I'm a product of that classic 213
Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg, and Warren G
Because this DJ be D3
With badass lowlifes in the DPG
Broadcast you live from the LBC
I'm [?] what they telling me, I'm like
I know, mama I made it
I'm going down in history as one of the greatest
Big fame, I know a lot of 'em hate it
But I could care less 'cause I'm God's favorite
I'm like lights in Las Vegas, shining bright
And this shit I'm blowing up like dynamite
It's a boxing fight, our punchlines right
D3 winning like pimping behind the mic
Hear D, hear D, hear me speak
And this something for masses on this classic beat, ay

Oh, yeah we coming fast, you know
And like a blunt, it's time to pass it
Yeah, G-funk is back for sure
Coming right back at you bastards
Oh [?]
Giving all we got and [?]
West coast, got the real flow
You know, I know
Yeah, I see it clearly like brand new glasses
Damn, I got a real legacy to look after
Long beach streets talking lessons like classes
It's only right that I puff, puff, pass it
Now D3 got the torch for the new era
We did it big, we got 'em right, we gon' do better
[?] on the beat
Bad Azz, I'm God's favorite with 'em bringing the heat
[?] to rob a bank, we just came to deposit cheese
And buy everybody something to eat, bon appetit
We passing out big ass brooms to clean the streets
You like us and we love the beach, just sweep
Feel good to see the hood at peace
All the old heads fucking with the young-ass Gs
'Cause [?] helped me so I could reach my dreams
He said [?] we can't feed our team
Say grace baby

Oh, yeah we coming fast, you know
And like a blunt, it's time to pass it
Yeah, G-funk is back for sure
Coming right back at you bastards
Oh [?]
Giving all we got and [?]
West coast, got the real flow
You know, I know