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psc – westside كلمات اغاني

[intro]
beat these shots make sure that -ss don’t recover
beat these shots make sure that -ss don’t recover
beat these shots make sure that -ss don’t recover
beat these shots make sure that -ss don’t recover

[chorus: macboney]
these n-ggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
try some real n-ggas (real n-ggas), try the westside (the westside)
there’s nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
every week they go, they screamin’ westside (westside)
these n-ggas all bark (all bark), no bite (no bite)
try some real n-ggas (real n-ggas), try the westside (the westside)
there’s nowhere to run (nowhere to run), nowhere to hide (nowhere to hide)
every week they go, they screamin’ westside (westside)

[verse 1: macboney]
i’m from atlanta big scandalous, blowin’ out ya candlestick
make you wish, ima take you deeper than a school of fish
[?] a brick, cook the brick, i’m the one who took the brick, silly n-gga, i’m the one that put you on this gangsta sh-t
the master of this trap sh-t, fifty keys in the crib hundred g’s on a flat b-tch
f-ck around with the right clique, we’ll put ya down wit a l!ck for some white sh-t
move on the nightshift, move when i say hold the tool with a tight grip
n-gga say he ain’t like tip, so i shot him in the foot that let him know we run a tight shift
we might flag but we don’t flip, keep the money comin’ in with a nice split
i got a lowkey crew with a nice sh-t, when come i let the pitbull house sit
what you say p-ssy n-gga yeen bout sh-t
we can take it outside yeah my mouth sl!ck
f-ck around get in boy ya know k!lled
tryna flex out here on that hoe sh-t
call [?] get ya front and backdoor kicked
call dro he’ll bust a n-gga -ss quick
put-a-put-a-puta pew my gun spit
stop poppin’ lil’ n-gga you don’t run sh-t
hoe this we can take it to the club n-gga, take it to the streets n-gga, take it to the fists n-gga, take it to the heat

[verse 2: ak]
pull up lemme straight somethin’, all these n-ggas fakin’ frontin’
claimin’ this and westside, i ain’t ever seen ya homie
try it got that eagle on me, see it in ya eyes ya phony
froze when ya see me comin’, in that hummer, me and boney
still in these trenches servin’ late night wit my cousin
pounds comin’ by the dozen, straight drop these smokers love it
d-mn i’m so into her, on the south we really thuggin’
on the south we really buckin’, on the south we really bustin’

[verse 3: t.i.]
i’m talkin’ bankhead, simpson road, make bread flippin’ o’s
chevy sittin’ on 24’s, try me and this pistol goes
we ain’t scared, ain’t dead, we still pimpin’ hoes
shhh keep it on the low, murder cases don’t mention those
just know that my combustion spontaneous n-gga no conversation i don’t deal with miscellaneous n-ggas
how many times must i explain to you n-ggas, i bring the pain to you n-ggas
p down for pistol play i ain’t a beginner

[verse 4: big kuntry king]
i’ma westside n-gga get it in now they call, why you hustle out there? cause these j’s have jobs
i know everything bout the blow, boy don’t make me start
made a million dollar trap movin’ million dollar hard
you can catch me in center hill, simpson road, bowen homes or bankhead court
hangin’ with some young n-ggas, strapped, zooted, ready to go
for them chips ahoy n-gga put one through ya f-cking hole
ya momma too, this the westside n-gga you ain’t know?
get down or lay down, westside motto, aks and grenades, strapped with some calicoes
jumpin’ out the four do’ stretched out benzo
gangstas still run the city, like them d-mn diablos
them n-ggas in the club yeah they spend a lot of money, but they brown and they soft, ain’t good here honey
them traps’ll lockdown like danny boy was out, mr. mr. westside now you know what i’m bout

- psc

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