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West, west, west, west, west, west
West, west, west, west, west, west
West, west, west, west, west, west
[Hook: Skeme]
You ain't from this side, I can see it in your face
It's dope sales and murder, everyday 'round my way
Same n*ggas say they fam'
Get to plotting
Full of jealousy and hate
That's why the motto's stay dangerous
Not safe (stay dangerous)
Especially with these hustlers and gangsters
You better (stay dangerous)
Cause the devil get busy in the City of Angels
Lil n*gga
[Verse 1: Skeme]
Things just ain't the same for gangsters
What a shame I'm too famous now
To pop y'all wangsters
Clown ass rap n*ggas, claimin' they bangers
But when the reptables around
They quit twistin' they fingers (huh) (you a pus*y)
First sign he a fraud
Probably never get accepted by the Loccs or B-Dawg
And if he do, he probably gotta pay 'em off
Same n*gga gotta sit when he p*ss
Just like a broad (you a b*tch)
Sermons off always playin like he hard
Type pac warned you 'bout
Ain't sh*t without a squad (you a hoe)
You know them boys always claimin' they G's
But do the background search
And find out they some geeks
That's why it's hard not to kill n*ggas
It's like a full time job not to kill n*ggas
And I put this on God, I don't know how fake feel n*gga
'Cause ever since day zero, I been a real n*gga b*tch
[Hook: Skeme]
You ain't from this side, I can see it in your face
It's dope sales and murder, everyday 'round my way
Same n*ggas say they fam'
Get to plotting
Full of jealousy and hate
That's why the motto's stay dangerous
Not safe (stay dangerous)
Especially with these hustlers and gangsters
You better (stay dangerous)
Cause the devil get busy in the City of Angels
Lil n*gga
[Verse 2: Skeme]
It's like everywhere I'm looking
Everywhere I go
I hear these lil n*ggas tryna steal my flow
But look, it ain't no thing
The homies from the gang
Down to pull up, hop out, and knock on every damn thing
Ask around town, if its fixing a fact
My n*gga Deucey got the strap, and get to tripping with that
And I keep an FN on me, you get your issue with that
It's close casket if a n*gga get to hit you with that
I'm seeing (?), all the outisders slip and get jacked
Creep up on you with that mac like n*gga relax
Quit with all the chitter-chatter cuz that's how n*ggas get wacked
That's how n*ggas get clapped
That's how n*ggas get blapped
Wipe my Cartier's off for the Saint-laurent dark lens
Slidin' in that Benz with the presidential dark tints
Living like the kid, who Nas talked to on the park bench
sh*t's f*cked up, that's how it is
[Hook: Skeme]
You ain't from this side, I can see it in your face
It's dope sales and murder, everyday 'round my way
Same n*ggas say they fam'
Get to plotting
Full of jealousy and hate
That's why the motto's stay dangerous
Not safe (stay dangerous)
Especially with these hustlers and gangsters
You better (stay dangerous)
Cause the devil get busy in the City of Angels
Lil n*gga