Westside Driveby

(альбом: The Streetsweeper Vol. 1 - 2003)

[E A Ski:]
Yay, Yay
Wassup Kay Slay, Its the big homie E A Ski
Ya know, And I brought some West Coast riders with me
That'll ride on ya bitch ass
You got a problem with Kay, You got a problem with us nigga
Ya know, Got MC Ren and the West Coast Kam
Hey yo Ren spit it

[MC Ren:]
Nigga who tryin to fuck with the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck this trick and slay my scrill
Slap the taste right outta ya grill
When I'm fucking with Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa real
Straight blasting fools with these West Coast shots
Compton and Watts, My Bay niggas got Glocks
Niggas running an yelling an screaming an shit an cussing
Ren smoked a blunt while Ski and Kam was busting
Now you bitch ass niggas ain't sayin nothing
When we pull to the curb, Nigga stop grunting
This West Coast shit, Can't be fucked with
Or duplicated, You bitches can hate it
Mothafuckin Villian is back with Ski
While he blast with his back to me
West Coast drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass mothafuckas getting chased away
It go

Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by

[E A Ski:]
I've been known for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's
Hit ya block up, Leave a nigga soaking wet
So I'd watch niggas scatter like roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you won't make it back home
You better hope that this bullet got God in it, (Pray)
And I miss, When I got my fucking eye on it
And I'm shooting to blow the back and the spine out
It's all real, I would hate for you to find out
Who the fuck makes it happen
Uhh, Its West Side nigga, This drive-by is what's cracking
And the corners is getting caught off
The funeral homes is getting rich off the costs
Dogg, Lay you flat down
Empty out the clips 'til you hear the (Click) sound
Uh-huh, You better know who the fuck you dealing with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The West Coast Kill-A-Bitch

[MC Ren:]
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by

[Kam:]
Niggas hate me for the bank I'm folding
The rank I'm holding
The dank I'm poling
They just hate to see a gangsta rolling
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, Collecting my ends
Trying to throw strikes at all these redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, Wagon or the truck
'Til my people delevered, Man I don't give a fuck
Stay pushing the line with mine
Treat peeps I'm with good
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my shit hood
A true thug, Ya gotta admit it
I bail into a club tennis shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted
Trying to get it cracking, Wassup, I'm saying
You trying to go or what, I mean, You playing
Dyke girls acting like niggas, Niggas acting like bitches
So I just kick back and keep stacking my riches
Focus on my chips and give niggas real talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can still walk

[MC Ren:]
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by

It go
Woop, Woop
That's them fucking police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches coming for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga, When we pass by
Nigga, When we pass by
You bitches run from the drive-by
Drive-by, Bitches run from the drive-by
Drive-by