west coast gangstas

4 deep on the creep,I gots the Tecs on prraahh..
Take the safety off lock, exterminate your block
Leavin do holes with.44s and 20-gauge rifles and Tecs
And breakin *** *** necks like bad checks
Outrageous with 12 gauges,L.A. Times front pages
Leaving mingled bodies hangin on stages
Collapse ****** with raps,caps ****** with straps
Smoking on the bomb,eyes tighter than Japs
Rollin evil with the Desert Eagle,schemin Young Prod
When the squads in the house:oh my God, a homicide
Is bout to committed,admit it
You seen the Tec and you ****ted
Nickel-plate in your face,a .38
Competin, strangle the evil with low blows
I dips fo low with bad hoes, the saga unfolds
The S.C.script had to design shit to wreck your mental
*****,and plant a ****** slug in your temple
Yeah The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
G maneouvres, increasin my retaliation
Shob ****** provoke could equal to your devastation
My motivation is lyrication, the philosophation
Acquired by the gangstas inspiration
Mentally locd Im smokin tracks like its blunted
Im frontin bout .44 mags and G rags
My khakis, t-shirt and Chucks stun ya
I zap you like a genie,You try to escape like Whodini
You plastic,Im boombastic like that ******** ** Shaggy
The Cartel keeps the groove nasty
You tried to fade,but got eleminated,tried the differential
But couldnt fade the ****** instrumental
My mental compound exploitin the hoods and towns
Breakin it down, and if you trippin, yo ass is clowned
Its Mr. Prod comin cutthroat,live through the wire
The West Coast Gs is on fire
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
Freestylin to a instrumental in a rental
Q-fo-fever , evil side finna leave a
***** leakin, blood seekin for the weekend
Headhuntin like a dome-servin freak and
Mental scheme we Gs this, we locs like that
We grab Macs and reacts to open ****** backs
Welcome to the dome of terror,the era of the evil side
Take ****** out the run like drive-bys
Come come , test this, lets just
See yo face taste just this
No mistakin, were money-makin
We grab the gs, get the kis and we shake it
It aint too easy to find me ,Young Prod run games like Jumanji
My 9 blow minds everytime I dump
Takin ****** chests out and lump
Evil Side,servin *********** from the back to the front
Dont front, so where ya at?
In the back of the homies Lac,Cockin a strap,
finna take a ********** off the mat
I got your back - back at ya, *****
Pull the triggers, slugs to ****** mugs
Forever Evil Side, straight gangsta
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4
The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.s
Sportin khakis and Chucks and B.V.Ts.
Swervin through your hood in a blue low-low
Sportin Carhartt jeans with a chrome 4-4