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Yeah OK we broadcast from the west side
Where the real nigga ride and the die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you know about
You catch a lick and do your time, you testify
You keep your card good and your nose clean
Never trust the of a dope fiend
a strap at all times run them numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us
We live

a hellhole
You sell blow, better get to get an elbow
Or you shit
You be the man when you seen
And not that
It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you know that
for the gunplay, and I count every one day
Happen that kept me with it and I'm back on the
play this shit how it go, I follow the g-code
They so far up on they think u got a cheatcode
All I wanted was a widebody Benz
And a bad bitch, you ain't got no widebody
never got a little hand 'em out
Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the house

OK we broadcast live the west side
Where the real nigga ride and the die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't about
You catch a lick and do time, you don't testify
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
We broadcast

From the gutter, nigga get with they mother
To take they mind off they go do some time for they brother
Boy you get with that bundle
better not at another
'Fore you get hit a title from which you never recover
My uncle mad me boy you better be the man
You fight, they whoop your ass then you fight again (damn)
Coming live from the trap
Get from a slab to a laptop (cocaine)
Divide the have from the
Should twelve get on your ass, give nothing but gas
Expecting nothing but the
spend it as it coming
In God we trust, for everyone the cash all

OK we broadcast live the west side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout that you don't know about
You catch a lick and do your time, you don't
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
trust the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run them up
If that ain't what you you ain't one of us

we live and direct from the project
Where niggas got shit to lose, they ain't got shit
So when they get a cheque, think they hot shit
A pyrex and out of ten apartment
And hot half price, nigga hard shit
And thot shit'll around every week, but it did so you keep
If the game ain't good if a lame nigga peep
Ay we'll turn up the week but on the weekend!

OK we broadcast live from the west
Where the nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't about
You a lick and do your time, you don't testify
You keep your face cut good and your nose
Never the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
Nigga we broadcast