I ain't got no motherf-fucks what I fucks your fat motherfuck.

West Side, bad boy killers, you know who the realtor is,

it's biggots we bring it to.

Eh, ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hah a bitch bitch, and the click you claim.

West Side, when we ride, come be quick with game.

You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife.

We bust on bad boys, niggas fuck for life.

Plus, hopefully trying to see me weak

heart try Rick Biggie Small's a junior mafia some mock ass bitches we keep on

coming while we running for your Jews steady gun and keep on busing at the foods

you know the rules little season go

as your homie how I leave you cut your young ass up, leave you in peace now be deceased

little kin don't fuck around with real cheese quick and snatch your ugly ass off the streets

so fuck beats I like the meag's going so for life She's quick and snatching ugly ass off the streets.

So fuck beats, I let the nieg's throw it's on for like.

Don't let the west side ride the night.

Bad boy murdered on wax and kill.

Fuck with me and get your cat's pill.

You know, see, grab your blocks when you see to block

Call the cops when you see to pop

Who shot me but your pump's getting finished now you're about to feel the

wrath of a minute niggah I hear them up See the move You broke do

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