Under the Westway / Intermission (Live)

歌詞

Ayo, crusin' down Weston with them colourful hats Gold and that black such a lovable match The rap huxtable, comfy like bubbles and baths Wasn't fucking with the putting brown bubbles in bags I'm from the West, my flag got them brown bear on it Sagged and rocked rags when my folks ain't condone it When the folks in the stones was opponents I was postin' in my room Staring at the wall Wishing I was a baller, or a little bit taller Now I'm 6'4 I want a 64' Impala System serving the city City staining walls up Thinking bout my father when I look at that revolver Nigga, ayo Peeling off Crenshaw, Crippin' with Co$$ [?] be the boss I'm trying not to floss the hog sauce or the Häagen-Dazs Hopping off, holla at me, had Mad personality, swag on Vernon Ave, Trojan on the Trojan cap Orange juice Simpson Imma murk that Circled back I seen her, she bendy, she kinda bad If she don't know your boy tell her to hop in the back I keep the chrome strap under both seats like my og Cold streets put the heat back where it's supposed to be Rollin' through the drive-in and we were loking My niggas wasn't supposed to be back there The West, the west, the west Sitting on Slauson for the fish and the bread C's on my head like the Cincinnati Reds Fucking niggas on my business like the feds I'm like Chauncey Billups is [?] I called med just to get me some meds Cough phlegm, cough red, gangrene to the head Same thing to [?] Now stranded on Weston like a weston with a Bold sweater yo[?] Chicks was all pepper cuz she knew I'd sweat her If I was a regular But I'm a G I threw that letter up Cali's a G too I met her once She told me when all them west Africans stay here, they cheddar up Gave her gold and some child born flesh and blood Called them Blu just to prove the west won