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ronnie ron – lil’ somethin’ from da westside كلمات اغاني

verse 1: yg pimp d:

a lil’ somethin’ from the hood, punk biaitch!
yg pimp d, young gangsta, b_tch
now there’s a story to be told, about these young_ass g’s
how we f_cked up the mothaf_ckin’ rap industry
i got, rats on my nuts but i don’t give a f_ck
to the tick and to the tock, i’m gon’ pimp these sl_ts
some o’ that mean, b_tches, i have no love
dum_diddy_dum_dum_diddy_dum, get yo’ ass on
front, back, side to side, you know how we do it
hittin’ three_wheel motion, and i came woop woopin’
on a mothaf_ckin’ paper chase, through the westside
og inglewood known for the homicides
and to you lolly_ass n_ggas, i’ll take yo’ shady_ass b_tch
and bank yo’ busta_ass for talkin’ that, punk_ass sh_t
n_gga, how did you figure? you can’t talk sh_t
it ain’t no stoppin’ when i let loose, with that glock snitch
you better beware, of this mothaf_ckin’ young psycho
a tale from the westside, f_ck you hoes!

verse 2: lil’ ms. china:

but d_mn, here i am, cuttin’ up sh_t like seven grams
whoopin’ that ass ’til i make a, slam
dump, pump, pumpin’ slugs inside ya
my name is china, westside rider
where n_ggas is known to serve yo’ ass up and down
but when the top game goin’, then i go against drunk
that’s why i trust, no n_gga, i trust, no b_tches
and i put the drama sh_t, when a b_tch with the set trip
now when i’m ’bout to set it off, like a rocket to the sky
dismissin’ these fools then hit ’em up with the westside
so f_ck what you stressin’, ’cause nothin’ can save ya
and this is the season where your mama’s gonna grave ya
slave ya, b_tch, ’cause the c_h_i_n_a is here
the house with this kn_b in yo’ mouth
you know, that, you n_ggas can’t f_ck with this
and you just run outta your luck with this
no ditchin’ and dodgin’ tryna duck from this
’cause when i cast that ass up, you gettin’ buckwildin’
verse 3: tip toe:

comin’ off the top off the mothaf_ckin’ brain
you b_tches cannot hang, with this little dangerous n_gga from the bottom of the crypt
kickin’ a style that’s so wicked, you know we k!ll rickets
in the hood, just for fun, buck your gun, you get done
now as i slip, and i slide, slide but never slip
i’m from og inglewood, home, of the set trip
takin’ flight, through the air, like my n_gga 20 breed
you know who i be, t_i_p t_o_e
now the sh_t that i spit is beyond the ultimate
listen close, take a guess, i leave that ass, comatose
move to the left, move to the right, ooh sh_t, i’m outta sight
to you b_tches on my nuts, know that i don’t give a f_ck
about the sh_t that you say, i get back and just parlay
now as i woop, and i doop, off the block, with the glock
as i pump, as i drop, when you drop, when you drop
it’s the sk!lls on the real, so f_ck how you feel, biaaatch!

verse 4: lil’ hawk:

shootin’ up your mothaf_ckin’ turf, n_gga, get ready for a tossin’
b_tch_ass n_ggas be bumpin’ they gums but they be flossin’
ain’t nothin’, i’m by myself breakin’ ’em off somethin’
but i’m a gangsta, n_gga, you ain’t talkin’ about nothin’
i’m steady dumpin’ and pumpin’ and pump ‘fore you lie in yo’ ass
it’s godd_mn, and i ain’t givin’ up no passes
just cappin’ asses, and creepin’ up out my crypt and sh_t
and bring it on if you think you can f_ck with this
but you think so don’t even let it cross your mind
and get yo’ ass shot with this, n_ggety_nine
i’m cickity_comin’ all the way to the tickity_top
diggity_droppin’ a bomb ’cause you know it don’t stop
you gets mopped, glock, glock fulla yellow tape
you can run, you can hide, but yo’ ass can’t escape
from um this sh_t that i be hittin’ and kickin’ and spin with
shakin’ ’em down, i’m breakin’ ’em down, emptyin’ the whole clip
b_tch, and now you know how we hoo_ride
a lil’ somethin’ from the mothaf_ckin’ westside, biatch!

- ronnie ron

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