Kam - Westside Part III (Budd'ah Remix) lyrics

Intro: TQ I was just a young boy The remix, this is the way we do it Verse 1: TQ Now I'm standing on the corner, high as f** Thinking 'bout bustng a nut And you can say what you wanna It's all about hips and bu*ts and other ways to come Why do they hate all our Khakis embrace When you're right in the way It's just another sunny day in California Seven, eight [?] poppa Snoop Dogg dipping down the show with the dubs up Chorus: TQ I thought you heard about it I proclaim to hate In the city where you bang and bang Dames wear s**y things Just to get you for your change And chickens don't know You'd better be careful this sh** could take over your brain Westside, westside, where we bang, westside, westside Verse 2: Jayo Felony I bang with [?] solid, get them mad for the tip up out your wallet b**hes I shine with a five hundred line long rhyme I come from the State where the b**hes be fine on main line It ain't no crime to see I ride a who*e when I hit it from behind You must be out your rabbit a** mind you think your b**h jab a lot You got chips cause here it don't matter when you ain't hit the right spot Cause you wanna roll with the thugs that ain't scared to get a swing on Bang gone TQ the whisper that been this bomb b**h here, sing on I'm bullet [?] you low as my religeon I ain't from [????] If you done believe me then you can come and see me I'm banking, folks had better not come from S.D.C B-ITCH!!! TQ: Yeah, my n***a Jayo, today yo, y'all done heard about it? Chorus Verse 3: Kam I live this westlife see the stress strife Knife and needles n***as with the sticky green They make Viki jeans and white Filas T-shirt, new chicks be hurting new tricks You brake laws doing wrong, chewing those straws and two-fix One time to greet you with a drawn gun They can't stand to see us having fun these a**holes be on one n***as on the run just like a free laid light Don't house arrest her in an orange vest working on the free-way But we play for keeps, my peeps I represent I'm laying down a law and order boy and quarter roy a time spinner Venom like a snake, I make your muscles lock So I give my spray can a shake and strike your whole block Son, you've got me twisting like the [?] on a Guiness stout beer Cause when it come to L.A. rap, I'm the tightest n***a out here (Woo sh**!) n***as got amunessure but Kam sees ya Chorus 2x Outro: TQ (Repeat * through out outro) *Westside, westide* Yeah! On the remix In case y'all didn't know that was my n***a Jayo My homeboy Kam and TQ. Y'all never saw us coming Westside westside...