Il testo della On the westside

Verse 1 (daz dillinger)

Yeah, ridin' down the street, smoke out the sunroof
Pocket full of loot, see i aint afraid to shoot
Got my khaki suit on, i keep it so original
To fit in with them bloods and crips and straight criminals
Kurupt my n**a, kokane ridin' with him
Bounce and ride to this cali a**s rhythm
Set your eq's adjust your amps
Ya know chillin' with your girl yeah adjust ya tramp
Tell her that i'm in town for just one night (night)
So stop b*****n' b***h get it right
See i'm a dogg pound gangsta, it explains itself
Ask ya homie who cocked, when did he need some help
See i aint for the b.s, the party straight frizesh
Take it back to the 80's, i'm cold straight
What do you got left? tha n**a called daz
Mr dillinger willin' to gettin' off in yo a**s

Chorus (kokane)

Out on the westside, this is how we ride
When i get my gangsta boogie on, i smoke like cheech and chong
On the westside, this is how we ride
Where the girls be so damn fine, we keep it bangin' all the time

Verse 2 (kurupt)

West west, young eliot ness
Ride up ride up on a n**a nest
Write it on the walls, or ink it ya chest
Wicked westside malibu ss
Posted like a champ on the corner, we'll corner ya
Bust ambulance, coroner warrior
California dreams
B*** s**t's nothin' homie
Talkin' that s**t tryna run up on me
You might get hit, thinkin' you won't get touched
F**n' around with us thinkin you won't get bussed on n***a
Hold your horses or get ya horse took
Perfect shot, west rider, dumpin' don't look
Inhale endo, only hit kush
Daz and kurupt is the line i push
Kokane game cold a hundred below
Legendary westcoast gangsta flow