West Side

0:02 [2Pac - All eyez on me, verse 3] The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze shit Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major Packin' hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law Bitches, I fuck with a passion, I'm livin' rough and raw Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash came Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die Livе my life as a boss player, 'cause еven gettin' high These niggas got me tossin' shit I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer [2Pac - All eyez on me, verse 1, line 15] The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies One nigga's gettin' jealous and motherfuckers died Depend on me like the first and fifteenth They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me We got foe niggas and low riders in ski masks Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me 0:59 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., All Eyez on Me) (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight 1:23 [The Notorious B.I.G. Dead Wrong. Verse 1] Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke — gunsmoke! Gunsmoke! Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer, the hooker layer Motherfucker, say your prayers! "Hail Mary, full of grace..." — smack the bitch in the face Take her Gucci bag, and the North Face off her back, jab her if she act Funny with the money? Oh, you got me mistaken, honey I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors Who's the one you call Mr. Macho? The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho I got so much style, I should be down with the Stylistics "Make up to break up", niggas need to wake up Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia She don't remember shit! Just the two hits Her hittin' the floor, and me hittin' the clits! Suckin' on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around Jacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?" She said, "B-I-G", then I bust in her E-Y-E 2:26 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., All Eyez on Me) (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight 2:47 [Pop Smoke- Element, Chorus] I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's not my element I like dark skins, love her melanin Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in I had the Lambo, switch to the 'Rari I'm a gangster, but I like to party Pop a Perky, go retarded I'm a Brooklyn nigga, I'm cold-hearted [Pop Smoke - Element, Verse] That's why I like the bad gyal (Woah), like RiRi (Wait) Every time she see me, she wanna eat me (Hold on) I saw like Justin Bieber, please believe me I said, "Wow, I'm on the TV" I can't fuck with broke bitches, they be creepy She be actin' up, she always tryna leave me But she a bad gyal and she freaky I have her hangin' off the rod like she MiMi I never hit a bitch more than once 'cause they be leeches But her pussy good, it taste like peaches But she can have it, I don't need it I'd rather have my money green like kiwi I don't talk to niggas 'cause they be cappin' Disrespect me and see what happen I don't make a call for war, I start snappin' Grr, them bullets blastin' 3:48 [DMX - Life Is What You Make It, Verse 2] Everyday shit, around the way shit got me stressed So I keep on the vest in case a nigga wanna test I got no time for games 'cause I'm all grown up You wanna joke nigga? Laugh when you get blown up See how funny it is when your kids ain't got no father Cause you played it sweet now you floating in the harbor Shit is hectic so respect it for your health Didn't think it was right, you should've checked it yourself Life is too short to get caught up in some dumb shit Wake up one day, 40 years old on some bum shit Time flew by, you was too fly to see the light Everyday it's getting darker then comes the night Now what? Realize that you ain't got shit Not long ago you was the man on some hot shit So just peep the flow yo, 'cause you already in this Make sure your shit is right kid and handle your business 4:30 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., Hello, Look at these N.W.A., ) (***) Hello I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight 4:50 [Eazy-E - Luv 4 dem Gangsta'z, Verse 1] Aw shit, let's take a trip Just sit back and light a spliff to this and don't slip On a funky-ass track, jump back Strapped with a gat and a sack in a 7-8 'Lac Come clean, gangsta lean, I got green Bud, I serve dubs like it ain't no thing I hang with O.G. niggas, don't set trip Or you might get a slug in your fuckin' back I don't slack when it come to street I kick real G shit to a gangsta beat It's so sweet, when you got money to spend I got a cool-ass tilt and a fly-ass Benz I make ends, spend my dough on no ho That's how it is and that's how it goes Act like you know when I creep real slow Givin' love to them niggas that I know is real G's 5:32 [Ice Cube - Hello, Verse 1] Hello The motherfuckin' world is a ghetto Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal When the smoke settle I'm just lookin' for a big yellow In six inch stilettos Dr. Dre, Hello, perculatin', keep 'em waitin' While you sittin' here hatin', yo' bitch is hyperventilatin' Hopin' that we penetratin', you gets naythin' 'Cause I never been to Satan for hardcore administratin' Gangbang affiliatin', MC Ren'll have you Wildin' off a zone and a whole half a gallon (Get to dialing) 9-1-1 emergency (And you can tell 'em) It's my son, he's hurtin' me (And he's a felon) On parole for robbery Ain't no coppin' a plea, ain't no stoppin' a G I'm in the 6, you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly You handle shit sloppily, I drop a ki properly They call me the Don Dada Pop a collar, drop a dollar, if you hear me you can holla Even rottweilers follow the Impala Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga, I'm a scholar The incredible, heterosexual, credible Beg a ho, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit While you, hand picked motherfuckers, givin' up transcripts 6:34 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., All Eyez on Me) (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight.(Look at these N.W.A., Hello) 6:55 [Ice Cube - Hello, Verse 3 Dr Dre] Did I fall off? Got you in your room Rippin' every "Chronic" poster on your wall off Just 'cause I put away the sawed off Now I got you sittin' back with a smirk Listening with your arms crossed Questioning Dre's credibility (What?) Wondering if it's still in me to produce hits Y'all be killin' me As if I need to make mo', I got a mansion And six cars that are paid fo', suck my dick! (Hello) We came a long way from not givin' a fuck Sellin' tapes out of a trunk to movin' this far up Now we got the whole world starstruck Made a million-plus and still don't give a motherfuck Motherfucker, I'm Dre! I don't need your respect I don't need to make another album, bitch, I don't gotta do shit I do it because I want to, not to stay in the game Fuck the fame, I'm still stayin' the same, lil' bitch! (Hello) 7:36 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) Look at these N.W.A Look at these N.W.A(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight.(Look at these N.W.A., Hello) 7:56 [Ice Cube - Hello, Verse 2 MC Ren] Villain blows up yo' spot Take yo' notebook, yo' bitch and yo' Glock This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock You slapped her ass, that's alarmin' 'Cause she want my Worm like Carmen We chin check niggas, them thin check niggas Run trains on gold diggers, beware these fo' niggas Scarin' motherfuckers like Stephen King flicks Makin' niggas clear the room like a dyke fleein' dick Makin 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik So when I bomb first, nigga, who you rollin' with? Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo' fine ass bitch 'Cause you could lose it in a tussle, nigga, watch me hustle Watch niggas kiss my ass without flexin' a muscle Bitches, all in the back, they knees waitin' to buckle Same time, same channel, don't change the dial Niggas 4 Life, fuckin' your wife, these niggas wild (Hello) [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., Hello, Look at these N.W.A., Look at these N.W.A.) (***) Hello I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight.(Look At These N.W.A.) [Method Man] Lyrics Not Found [?] 8:58 - 9:29 9:29 [DMX - Life Is What You Make It, Verse 3, Nas] Make history before you go Fuck the misery, you living po' we gettin dough Except the dollars other reasons why I'm living yo (why?) Time is valuable Low and behold the young, black, and powerful Got to eat yo, everyday my daughter feet grow You wack and cheap with the doe, my heat could blow Paying doctors when I'm born, a preacher if I'm buried That's why cash is needed for my kids to inherit Gotta pay just for living, tax life is a bid'ness If you catch a bad deal, watch your life diminish Deals made by God and the Devil, and we in it Pawns in the game, can't complain or say shit Just strap up and hold on, hope for the best Prepare for the worst, no fears no nothing on earth No tears if I'm dumped in a hearse, I won't be the first Nor the last, nigga, let's get this cash, nigga 10:11 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., All Eyez on Me) (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight 10:31 [Nipsey Hussle - Where Yo Money At?, Chorus] Where yo money at? We gon’ smoke a hundred sacks Shootin’ up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain’t made a hundred racks You ain’t nothin’ like Nip Hussle That’s a fuckin’ fact [Nipsey Hussle - Where Yo Money At?, Verse 1] Puttin' on for my city, got 100 stats I’m the realest nigga in it, can’t front on that A lot of fake niggas hate me cause they wanna rap But if they dumb enough to say it, I’ma fuckin snap Big guns, big guns, I got big guns AR’s, AK’s, nigga, pick one This young nigga on that shit, you should get on And I promise she get fucked if yo' bitch come Know some Inglewood niggas showed a Crip love He was like, "That nigga Nip kinda sick, Blood" Know them East Side niggas bang my shit tough, it's all of love Even to my homeboys that switched up Funny thing is they swore when I get rich I would turn my back on 'em, but I’m still up in the mix, huh God damn, ain't that some shit? Can a young pull up in a six gettin' his dick sucked? [Nipsey Hussle - Where Yo Money At?, Chorus] Where yo money at? We gon’ smoke a hundred sacks Shootin’ up your block Switch cars, then we double back You a funny cat You ain’t made a hundred racks You ain’t nothin’ like Nip Hussle That’s a fuckin’ fact 11:33 [Snoop Dogg - One Blood, One Cuzz, Verse 1] For God so loved the world he gave us a good Crip The late, great Neighborhood Nip Dippin' in this L.A. bullshit 'Bout as solid of youngsta as a nigga could get (Yup) Wasn't nothin' like these thug phonies Was always showin' love and big respect for all the Blood homies (What up) You understood the values in the youth Man, I swear to God, nephew, you was the truth Damn, how could this nigga do this? It's 'cause every neighborhood Jesus got a neighborhood Judas Who hate to see your team ridin' rich You see that envy and that pride, that's that green-eyed bitch Worse than a woman scorned (Damn) It had been better for that man if he had never been born But Mary, don't you mourn, Martha, don't you weep You see, your son still affected us deep Give us the faith to take that leap 12:15 [2Pac(*) - All Eyez On Me, Chorus | 2Pac(**) - Hit Em'Up, Verse 1, line 13 | Ice Cube(***) Hello, Chorus] (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Look at these N.W.A., All Eyez on Me) (*) Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high (***) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin' thanks I get?(Hello) (**) I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the Westside ride tonight (*) All Eyez on Me 12:38 [2Pac - All Eyez on Me, Outro] Pay attention, my niggas! See how that shit go? Nigga walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, "Bing!" Cops, bitches, every-motherfuckin'-body (Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die) (Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high) I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a nigga, you know? (I live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die) (Livin' life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high) He he he, it's like what they think I'm walkin' around with some ki's in my pocket or somethin'(All Eyez on Me) They think I'm goin' back to jail, they really on that dope.(baby!) Y'all got me under surveillance, huh? All eyes on me But I'm known'