West Ride

[Intro: Kurupt] This is lovely We live baby West Coast, the sun always shine Don't You wish you was livin' here punk? I can't help but talk about where I'm from Naah mean mane? Yeaah Real G'd up Bitch, look [Verse 1: Kurupt] Look see me and my nigga Marv we cause a mess Bare arms and dump niggas out for the west Have you ever seen two niggas so low key? ?? I'm so OG Words get spit and spoken Live from San Fran, LA to Oakland San Jose to SAC San Diego stompin' the woods of Compton I'm just to viscious [?] [?]On a four degree angle Grab the nickel and split niggas in half like mango I spit a verse and let the nine burst [Hook: Kurupt] And I'm a let these busters know like is this crip(x3) And if you didn't hear the first time let me rewind Crip, Crip dippin' on twist [Messy Marv] And I'm a let these busters know like Is this blood? And If you didn't hear me the first time let me rewind Blood, blood don't get fucked up [Verse 2: Messy Marv] There should be a law against wearing so much red I'm in the ghetto getting money like nigga fuck the feds Them blue boys be like what up cousin? Shit it's all good homie, whats buzzin, buzzin? And it ain't where you at lil' nigga, it's where you from Blood like brother cause niggas die young I rock so much ice a nigga neck be hurtin' They wanna give a nigga life for the tatt on my neck It's 415 for certain But i fuck with the crips man and that's on the set I do the red cranberry with the stoli vodka On some other shit like nigga, you know me partner? [Hook: Kurupt] And I'm a let these busters know like is this crip(x3) And if you didn't hear the first time let me rewind Crip, Crip dippin on twist [Messy Marv] And I'mma let these busters know like Is this blood? And If you didn't hear me the first time let me rewind Blood, blood don't get fucked up [Verse 3:Kurupt] There's still nothin you can do to hurt me I got bitches from New Orleans all the way to Berkley Let's fly purple codeine in me getting me high I'm a mechanical monster shermed and fried West Ride These niggas die when we ride by Motherfuckers get to business when these teflons fly I stop knockin' with the mac and let the K roll by Leave lil homie what up? I'm livin the life Red bone on the scrape [?] on my dash Dawg blood nigga one of the last Still niggas [?] without no mask [?] see niggas to get more cash ...West Ride [Hook: Kurupt] And I'm a let these busters know like is this crip(x3) And if you didn't hear the first time let me rewind Crip, Crip dippin' on twist [Messy Marv] And I'mma let these busters know like Is this blood? And If you didn't hear me the first time let me rewind Blood, blood don't get fucked up [Outro: Messy Marv] What it do man B's up C's up Nigga this is a national anthem homeboy So stand the fuck up Know what I'm talkin about? This song is dedicated to Stanley Tookie Williams man We movin nation homeboy Let's tell these Africans what this blood and this crip really mean man What it really stand for, you know what I'm talkin about? Motherfuckers who die over these colors That go to show you they don't give a fuck... about...us, know what i mean? So this is dedicated to us man, stand up Can't fuck with LA nigga holla at ya boy I wanna give a special shout out to Cypress Hill The West wouldn't be nothin without Mexicans man Brown pride Black and brown baby, forever For a life time, West gonna ride I'll holla