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[Soopafly] Hell yeah, Long Beach in this motherfucker We got the Dogg Pound in this motherfucker Yeah that's right... I wanna give a shout out to L.A Compton, Inglewood, Watts, Pasadena San Diego, all the way up to The Bay You know what I'm sayin'? While the rest of y'all take a trip with me To the West Coast (West Coast!) Welcome to the land of the killas, gangstas, hustlers, playas West Coast, real life "San Andreas" The real niggas, jack suckas, fuck the haters We got bitches, chronic, Lakers, Raiders Ain't much to discuss, you ain't dealin' With just some paper champs, you fuckin' with the greatest Eastside, throwin' up Long Beach I keep suckas at (gunpoint reach), niggas can't fade us Lay 'em down (lay 'em down) That's why you scary ass Square pants niggas ain't never came around I bang with the Pound, I serve 'em daily Hurt 'em baby, why you wanna hang with some clowns? That run when the rounds spit (can't spit rounds back) Duckin' from that fo-five nigga with that all black Killa, floss if you want but use caution Watch it, hold your pockets, cause the whole West Coast goin' crazy [*TV reporter*] Thank you Jim, we're here live at LAX Scene of what appears to be yet another Gang related, double homicide The victim, not yet indentified Was apparently walking his daughter home from school When gunned down by what witnesses say, rival gang members ("What you gon' play now?") ("Things just ain't the same for gangstas") ("You mean it's really happening?") [Soopafly] You better watch your front, back, side and your grill Your ride and your riches, your platinum, your ice Punk it ain't nothin' nice to get caught slippin' Pops must have taught you different He said boy you better think twice fuckin' with that street life Huh, you better learn to work your feet nice Heat nice, half down, double-up street price Make it work, don't make it a burden Snatch it up, lights out, it's curtains For them niggas that' can't handle this (West Coast) get dismantled Most of these niggas crunk, the rest don't give a fuck Just gangbangin', number one way of the West One chance, better make it your best Better protect your chest, if you alive you blessed Stayin' down, I'm survivin' the test Cause I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta nigga Don't get too anxious nigga Wanna trip, bucket slip then you out Swayze, shit is crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy... The West Coast goin' crazy...
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