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