DJ Yella - West Side Story lyrics

[Intro] [Dirty Red] Yeah, this is how we do it y'all [DJ Yella] check it out, tell them where we from [Dirty Red] Westside, yeah, that's right [DJ Yella] Dirty Red is in the house, drop it for them [Verse 1: Dirty Red] It all started on a hot summer day Creepin' through L.A. - in a 6 Tray Choverlet Impala, turned it up, Crenshew We hit the streets so I put the chrome grip on my lap y'all That's how we do it on the West Side Ain't nothin' nice when the n***a wanna who-ride So I glide, the further I go, the thicker the hoe The sh** was on the deck for the gigolo I moved slow to the liquor bang Parking Lot My n***a Yella got a taste for some pimpin' knots Since Little Burners, we're quick learners So f** stress, on a night like this You got to give it your best [Chorus: Michel'le] We're on the West Side Swear on the West Side Started Yeah, ooooohhhh [Verse 2: Dirty Red] Fresh out the sack, I'm feelin' kind of right I'm pullin' down my Rag Top, high as a kite Boom shinnin' of the streets' light When my 17th Crowl sounds bump the concrete This is how the Gs ball Got the Glock 10, sittin' smooth in the cut Just incase some sh** jumped, I ain't goin' out like no punk In my trunk sittin' petty, a Chrome Desert Eagle Ain't trippin' of no One Time cause all my sh** is legal I pulls to the right, some n***as lookin' shady Thinkin' cause I'm solo, that maybe they can fade me A little bit crazy but I'm keepin' my composure Think up on my head bein' puffin' on my Dojah Cause we're on the West Side [Chorus: Michel'le] We're on the West Side Swear on the West Side Started [Verse 3: Dirty Red] I glanced to my right, these n***as damn ain't trippin' I put my sh** on safety and continue with my dippin' You'll see me when you spittin, like this clip to my left I blow my smoke, clear my throat, put Indo in my chest Peep my game, haters think, come on us to take a ride Dippin' into a spot over on the West Side You can get the drink, but bring your whole dank Cause b**hes nowadays, be all about that gank I bust me a b**h, and pulls to the store Cause a got a crave for a cold 40 O And a philly, yeah, so I can get a little tipsy See my n***a E in a Cold Eight fifty We're on the West Side [Chorus: Michel'le w/ Minor Variations] We're on the West Side West Side, stalkin' Swear on the West Side We're on the West Side ooooohhhh yeah West Side, started We're on the West Side We're on the West Side West Side, started, yeah We're on the West Side Inside the West Side, yeah West Side, started Dirty Red is on the West Side, yeah West Side, started JT is on the West Side, West Side