West Coast S%!t (feat. Ice Cube)

This some West Coast shit

We on some West Coast shit

Some West Coast shit

You know you love this West Coast shit (biatch!)

We on some West Coast shit

This some West Coast shit

It's some West Coast shit

Bitch, you know you love this West Coast shit

I'm in a custom car (car), music loud (loud)

20 years later, move the crowd (move the crowd)

Same motherfucker from the olden days (olden days)

Tops down through the Golden State (tell 'em)

I'm from the five one o (tell 'em)

Town business every time I flow (holla)

Me and 40 Water real OG's baby (holla)

Taught you how to hustle way back in the '80s (biatch)

You wanna be like us (speak)

California niggas get a lot of love (speak)

Bitches give it up, but it's not enough (speak)

In the middle of the night when I call to fuck

I want all or nothing, got it from the Town

Game from the Bay tend to move around (move around)

Years go by, you can't stop the vultures (stop the vultures)

It's embedded in pop culture (bitch)

This some West Coast shit

We on some West Coast shit

Some West Coast shit

You know you love this West Coast shit (biatch!)

We on some West Coast shit

This some West Coast shit

It's some West Coast shit

Bitch, you know you love this West Coast shit

If there was a trophy for spitting game, me and $hort would get an award (get an award)

We from the West, where they dope deal, bikinis and girls (bikinis and girls)

Where the cost of living high, and it's hard to afford (hard to afford)

Houses and cars, we got 'em never get bored (never get bored)

Don't let the palm trees mislead, you'll get removed (get removed)

Tryna play tough guy, get shot in the eye, get schooled (get schooled)

We got some big shit, cinnamon rolls, banana clips (banana clips)

100 round cartridges, a lot of this (a lot of this)

Gotta stay heated like a broiler finger on my SIG Sauer

Auntie read me some scriptures, you my prayer warrior

'Cause the closest to ya probably be the one to do ya (one to do ya)

Back there with hustler, bust you with the Ruger (with the Ruger)

Ain't no big hims and little them in my parliament (in my parliament)

We all icy diamonds up in our ornaments (up in our ornaments)

If you help me make money, I'ma make sure you make money (money)

California ain't always hot, California cold nose runny (bitch)

This some West Coast shit

We on some West Coast shit

Some West Coast shit

You know you love this West Coast shit (biatch!)

We on some West Coast shit

This some West Coast shit

It's some West Coast shit

Bitch, you know you love this West Coast shit

You know the shit that I'm on

And after I hit it, bitch, then I'm gone

Get out the business of niggas that's grown

I'm going to the moon, ho, Neil Armstrong

I'm in the saloon with all of my goons

Baby ass filled like a water balloon

Another stripper that think I'ma tip her

I ain't no trick, you bitch, I'm Jack the Ripper

I'm a star, the Big Dipper

I'm off that purple, and on that liquor

We like 'em thicker, but I guess you about a eight

Know the California bear never hibernate

See we kick back, and we dominate

And we tolerate all kind of hate

See the big fish never take the bait

You know the shit I'm on, bitch, concentrate

This some West Coast shit (yeah)

We on some West Coast shit (uh)

Some West Coast shit

You know you love this West Coast shit (biatch!)

We on some West Coast shit (yeah)

This some West Coast shit (uh)

It's some West Coast shit

Bitch, you know you love this West Coast shit (get back, bitch)

Cube, what's happening pimping, tell 'em who it is, man

West Coast shit

E-40 ounce and the Too, mm-hm

My nigga, Too $hort

Still too big for half of y'all niggas

Yeah, we on some West Coast shit

West Coast, nigga

West Coast shit

Kick back bitch, you know you love it

Mm, yeah

Kick back, bitch

Kick back, bitch