"Ed Sullivan Show" I literally can't front, I'm back like never befo' (oh!) I'ma rap my letter to hoes Dear prostitute, I miss y'all lettin me slap my
and what have you Rip a nigga from New York to west coast, Chicago Don't give a fuck where he from he'll get beat like a drum Till this rap goes numb
party I'm a No Limit soldier for life So fuck y'all bitches, fuck y'all niggaz Fuck y'all bitches, fuck y'all niggaz 'Cause all hoes suck dick All niggaz
ain't ever seen One hip hop rap star drop this West Coast rap-cord Back to the spot up top West Hills for real, give it up to him A who bang with diamond
Hatians, All these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting, Since the west coast fell off the steets been watchin, The west coast neva fell off i was asleep
rap for Sign Moore now be back take a look and face it the Julio Cezar chapped before this rap shit to inverce with my toughts i'm a classic all
house Yeah, this dick in your mouth Ha, c'mon, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon Yeah, you think it aint The west coast brought cats alive in 1999 All
him too 'cause all y'all suckas Now with the savvy of a business man I gave, new niggas a chance, to see what they was saying And kept a spot on hot, West Coast
ha ha, and all the homies (See we just don't give a fuck) East to West Coast, Ha! This the time of the Gladiator, Aha! Ghetto South to up North, We all
Doogie, whatcha say? East coast, whatcha say?) One time for my peoples that be lovin' the rhyme We keep it bubblin', even in these troublin' times (West coast) (West coast
they come steppin' light If they step at all, pow Lead slide through they thinkin' cap, they fall What you was thinkin' cap? With all that gangsta fantasy in your stinkin' rap
All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, I'm asking if niggaz wanna be Steve Harvey, no you're hardly funny at all Running the game not at all
D.R. Charger saving artists out da E R. Bring em back to life beats like CPR. Made the west side world wide. No PR. Gangsta rap god. Imma end all be all
new, they look at you cold And without a hot face, consider you old And leavin me stressed and broken-hearted How could I be finished with West coast rap? I helped start
, what you got, nigga reach for the stars This is it y'all, everybody ride wit us I devised a masterplan to take out the counterfitters I'ma start with the west coast
' down the street, smokin' chronic In my black locs, lookin' at you Guess who's back on the West Coast tracks? It's the motherfuckin' messiah of gangsta rap
I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on it, then loosened the strap It get hot in here, let Lucifer rap
picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on it, then loosened the strap It get hot in here, let Lucifer rap