Westside (Freeverse)

Game killed this sh**, n**** Word to my f***** mom ya heard me [Verse 1]: I’m a young Prince Rogers Nelson ain’t bout no dumb sh** The west side Part of Philly ain’t make no punk b**** That's why Anywhere I go I’ma run sh** 5’2 Little n**** that make her cum quick Watch this, step outside I make the rain shine Game time, Ludlow Sounds throw up my gang sign Hair down Sir and Kendrick we on the same vibe Took it to Natina Janee' when my sh** got hang time Uh I’m a boss I call all them shots That's ya mate, you ain’t safe I know all them thots 5 h*** in the building like it’s Melrose spot N***** ask a thousand questions I can tell yal cops Whoah I'ma show yal n***** how we do it over here On the West Side West Side What’s a m********** battle to a n**** that's war ready? What the f*** is war to a n**** that's born ready? Straight out his mom’s belly to wolves, bears, tigers and snakes So don’t you ever make excuses when you got what it takes B**** I got to be great Nobody blocking my way that’ll get you socked in ya face Keep my Glock in the case Lay the Van Dam while my n***** Rob ya estate Ain’t sh** sweet, I’m young OG You got the right one today I got a skinny pretty cocoa butter shawty out in Oakland And another in Sonoma And it’s funny cause they know each other Uh That's ya b**** at the concert buying posters of us White girls throwing p**** like my team the f***** Jonas Brothers That's right Still that 45 on my left side, let’s ride Pretty baby looking like Left Eye Yes I I met her rolling through the West Side Met her rolling through the West Side West Side West SIde West SIde If you want us on the West Side West Side If you want it check the West Side West SIde