Lyric Westside Part III (Buddah Remix)

[TQ:] I was just a young boy, ha ha
The remix, this is the way we do it

[TQ:] Now I m standing on the corner, high as fuck
Thinking bout busting a nut
And you can say what you wanna
It s all about hips and butts and other ways to come
Why do they hate all our Khakis embrace
When you re right in the way
It s just another sunny day in California
Seven, eight bomb poppa Snoop Dogg dipping down the show with the dubs up

[Chorus]
[TQ:] I thought you heard about it
I proclaim to hate
In the city where you bang and bang
Dames wear sexy things
Just to get you for your change
And chickens don t know
You d better be careful this shit could take over your brain
Westside, westside, where we bang, westside, westside

[Jayo Felony:] I bang with rock bottom solid, get them mad for the tip up out your wallet
Bitches I shine with a five hundred line long rhyme
I come from the State where the bitches be fine on main line
It ain t no crime to see I ride a whore when I hit it from behind
You must be out your rabbit ass mind you think your bitch jab a lot
You got chips cause here it don t matter when you ain t hit the right spot
Cause you wanna roll with the thugs that ain t scared to get a swing on
Bang gone TQ the whisper that been this bomb bitch here, sing on
I m bullet balling you low as my religion I ain t from 28
If you don t believe me then you can come and see me
I m banking, folks had better not come from S.D.C.
BIATCH!!!

[TQ:] Yeah, my nigga Jayo, today yo, y all done heard about it?

[Chorus]
[TQ:] I thought you heard about it
I proclaim to hate
In the city where you bang and bang
Dames wear sexy things
Just to get you for your change
And chickens don t know
You d better be careful this shit could take over your brain
Westside, westside, where we bang, westside, westside

[Kam:] I live this westlife see the stress strife
Knife and needles niggas with the sticky green
They make Viki jeans and white Filas
T-shirt, new chicks be hurting new tricks
You brake laws doing wrong, chewing those straws and two-fix
One time to greet you with a drawn gun
They can t stand to see us having fun these assholes be on one
Niggas on the run just like a free laid light
Don t house arrest her in an orange vest working on the free-way
But we play for keeps, my peeps I represent
I m laying down a law and order boy and quarter roy a time spinner
Venom like a snake, I make your muscles lock
So I give my spray can a shake and strike your whole block
Son, you ve got me twisting like the cap on a Guinness stout beer
Cause when it come to L.A. rap, I m the tightest nigga out here
(Woo shit!) Niggas got amnesia but Kam sees ya

[Chorus]
[TQ:] I thought you heard about it
I proclaim to hate
In the city where you bang and bang
Dames wear sexy things
Just to get you for your change
And chickens don t know
You d better be careful this shit could take over your brain
Westside, westside, where we bang, westside, westside

[Chorus]
[TQ:] I thought you heard about it
I proclaim to hate
In the city where you bang and bang
Dames wear sexy things
Just to get you for your change
And chickens don t know
You d better be careful this shit could take over your brain
Westside, westside, where we bang, westside, westside

[Repeat Westside, westside through out outro]

[TQ:] Yeah! On the remix, in case y all didn t know that was my nigga Jayo, my homeboy Kam and TQ
Y all never saw us coming
Westside westside
Westside westside