[Verse 1]
First Off Right Here This For My Soldiers
All My Muthaf**en Rollers
West Coasters
All My Muthaf**en Locsters
Lets Smoke This
Muthaf**en Kush Weed
West Coast Homie
Represent At Full Speed
Without No Looking Behind
Kush On My Mind
Everytime I'm Dropping A Rhyme
Feeling Sublime
Everytime I Light Up My Mind
Smoking On Bomb
Something Similar To Sadam
Who Sayin'
Mr. Criminal Is Insane
Blue Is The Color
All Inside My f**en Shoe Strings
And Everywhere Between
Homie I Step & Get Green
I Get Paid To Hit Your City
And Light Up The Scene
Light Up The Green
Homie Get Right In-between
The Muthaf**en Beat Kick & Clap
Homie On Me
I'm Steady Repping The Action
A Straight Assa**in
These Lyrical Muthaf**en sh**
I'm Taking A Fraction
Of The Cashfits
All Up In My Face Though
Way Slow
Homie Never Lay Low
WestSide, EastSide, SouthSide Dippin'
Mr. Criminal Sportin' Blue
But Never f**en Crippin'
I'm Just Different
Than The Muthaf**en Rest Of Em
Fools Be Coming Weak Ass f**
Homie I'm The Best Of Em
My Attitude Really
Is f** The Rest Of Em
My Flow Is Sick Ass f**
Thats Why The Rest Love Em
And I Be Dippin' Buzzin'
All Up In Public
Mr. Criminal Giving A f**
You Know How I Does It
Or How I Do It
Did I Say That sh** Wrong?
Off This Muthaf**en Fluid Of Alcohol
Mixed With That Kush Weed
But I Been Living This Life
Since They Been Rapping About Bling Bling
I'm Talking Lil Wayne
And All These Other Kats
Whose Coming Up With Corny Raps
And All This f**en Crap
And That Ain't No Diss
Its Just Telling The Truth
Listen To Their Interviews
They Say That They're Corny Too
I've Had A Mainstream Artist
Tell Me That Himself
Thats Why I Don't Sellout
I Stay Myself
I Gotta Keep It G
I Gotta Keep It Street
Matter A Fact f** The Industry
I Gotta Be Me
West Coast Mr. Criminal
Still Throwing That H Up
Worldwide Muthaf**as
No One Can Replace Us
Homie Turn The Ba** Up
Ese Time TO Blaze Up
Muthaf**as Raise Up
If You Coming To Hate Us
I Be Coming With Muthaf**en Game
Sharper Than Razors
Still With The Same Morals
From When The Days Of...
I Was Straight School'd
By The Homies That Raised Us
Straight From The Westside
Not Far From The Scrapers
In The 90s Used To Wear Cortez & Ben Davis
Even Though I Never Liked The Team
It Was Raiders
Its Hood Colors
Yeah That Silver & Black
With That Blue Rag On My side
Time To Attack
Mi Moreno & Travieso
Straight Living Like Mensos
Hopping Out With SKS's
Who Wanted Test Us
Remember That?
Back In The Days
Now I Rap About The Life
Changing My Ways
Trying To Make My Pay
In The Shady Ass Game
While These Muthaf**en Lames
Keep Looking At Me Strange
And I Still Represent For That Westside
And I'll Do It Till My d**h
Like Biggie Did For Bed-Stuy
Lets Ride To A Different Situation
On A Different Destination
Call It Cali-fornication
Like A California Quake
I Be Shaking All These Lames Up
Since My First Album
Told These Lames Step Your Game Up
Tryna Tell These Broke Muthaf**as
Step Your Change Up
Several Lames They Gave Up
Since The Day I Came Up
[Bridge]
This One Right Here For My Soldiers
Homie I Do It For Them Gangstas
Homie I Do It For That Westside (Westside)
Homie Its That Westside (Westside)
I Do It For My Soldiers
This One Right Here Is For My Gangstas
Homie I Do It For That Westside (Westside)
Homie Its That Westside (Westside)
(x2)