Chet Haze - West Side LA lyrics

Just another day in West Side LA But it's Cali love baby, from the south to the Bay Southern California, that's where I stay Raised in Santa Monica, pacific Palisades On the west side of town That where they know me round It's where we smoke trees and breezies get down It's where it's so easy to burn bleezies And when you see the homies, please G Give 'em a pound Yeah Yeah Doing things my way Blowing trees, driving down Pacific Coast Highway sh**, why you think it's called the high-way? Don't try to violate I'm on some perfect DM sh** My day Plain white Ts, Levi jeans, that's the bomb sneeze Got a grip of medical in my hand, call that some palm trees Speaking of palm trees, we pa** em on Sunset Harnt on the bluffs, rolling blunts, as the sun sets It's a bet Blackjack Me play it at Merango Pechanga Indian casinos, then Benihana Yo, girl, Amanda What's her name, Tanya? Russian girls love waking up to them mañana Couldn't be West Los without the mexicans Creeping on Latina females, they s**y, damn And I gotta love them Southern Cali blonde chicks They good girls, but quick to do some wrong sh** Pregaming with the gin and Juice and tonic Friday night, getting right, bumping the chronic Nothing, but strong sh** Up in, my bong rip Sunday was a good day Like the Lakers beat the Supersonics Shoutout to Ice Cube Finishin' first, even though I'm a nice dude Watch me take a puff, and do what I do best Right, just another day on the motherf**in' West Side [HOOK] It don't matter where you from It don't matter where you goin' It don't matter if you're flyin' coach, or ridin' Boeing, man The greatest city in the world Laid-back lifestyle, and the hottest girls That's just my style, call me crazy It's doesn't faze me I'm steady getting Hazy In the 310, or 323 The home of me C-H-E-T This is LA We doin' things with ease Warm desert sun, cool ocean breeze So-Cal steeze, big trees, double Ds Treatin' money like In-N-Out, double cheese Cause my styles is like an animal From here to Panama My flow got too much stamina Other MCs are just too amateur So I damage 'em In the booth with my homies and my manager Flipping up the game like a spatula Havin a Good time, bumping Pac I ain't mad at'cha I ain't trying to boast Just trying to represent to the fullest The West Coast Pale like a ghost But let me propose a toast To makin the most out of life, of course If you ain't doing that, what you doing Stacking dollar bills to the height of Patrick Ewing Party in B-Hills Girls in the back screwing If you tryin' to start drama, let the drama keep brewin' Cause even in the burbs, kids don't take jack From the hatin' motherf**er talk back at your ball crack Meanwhile, your girl's on my ba**sack She said she's falling for me I told her, fall back Ya mallrat, you ain't want all that I'm singing in the song, but it's still all rap Smokin in the Cali Haze Cruising in the whip, ridin through the Pallisades These are the best days, so I probably should sign Trying to add Chet Haze to the Hollywood sign [HOOK] It don't matter where you from It don't matter where you goin' It don't matter if you're flyin' coach, or ridin' Boeing, man The greatest city in the world Laid-back lifestyle, and the hottest girls That's just my style, call me crazy It's doesn't faze me I'm steady getting Hazy In the 310, or 323 The home of me C-H-E-T