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点击复制Godd**n New York City
Skyscrapers and everything
Back in the day we used to respect y'all n***as
We used to be down with y'all n***as
All you have for the West Coast is criticism and disrespect
So I say to you and your city
Y'all n***as will never get our respect again
Westside n***a
Keeping it real
Yeah
Keeping it real
WESTSIIIIIDE
Is Brooklyn in the house
Check it out
What about Queens in the house
INGLEWOOOOD
Manhattan in the house
South Central
Long Island in the house
Check it out
Is the Bronx in the house
Waddup
Staten Island in the house
Woop woop
The West Coast is in the house sayin
Why you talkin loud
What you talkin bout
F**k all the critics in the N-Y-C
Who wants to rock the microphone after me
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough thru your borough
Wit my Raider jacket and my jheri curl gangstas rule the world
On the west nevertheless W-S
We got the bomb and you n***as got the stress
You couldn't have said it no better homeboy
With my automatic toy I kill and destroy
These buster a*s critics from the N-Y-C
Don't they know that I be from the I-N-G
My peeps play for keeps deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos rip riders and Damus
Choose to stay gangsta you never ever ran us
We bustin clips like bananas sportin colored bandanas
WC
It's the Mister hoodsta cap peeler
Dusty a*s New York critic killer
Dumping and pumping the motherf**kin lead in their chest
Because ain't none of them n***as ever gave it up for the West
So now it's on and the gauge in my pants got me limpin
F**k U-N-I-T-Y I'm coast trippin
Saggin as a Pelle smashin tape recorders
This is 187 on a New York reporter
New York New York
New York New York
New York New York
New York New York
F**k all the critics in the N-Y-C
Tryin to get an East hip-hop monopoly
But I've been writing gangsta s**t since '83
When y'all was still scared to use profanity
Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers
And blame it on these West Coast seven-figure n***as
Just because we made it real n***as got to deal
I hope blood ain't got to spill I kill
It's like the battle of the sexes
You wanna treat us like b***hes cos we're platinum when we flex this
With mic in hand fans in the stands
We make a mill-ion from California to Japan b***h
Went overseas seen D's how we done it
88's to 100's to let me know who really run it
This West Coast gangsta s**t got it crackin or we jackin
Packin nina's and sellin out arenas n***as
You make me wanna holler throw up both my Dubs
And roll these n***as up I got to beat em
When I see me T-Roller cut off his scrotum
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles
I'm mashin and blastin so get the casket
I bet you after this I get a f**kin hip-hop classic
I'm banning you n***as from the scene
Kickin over newstands pouring gasoline on your magazines
To the West my n***as to the West
To the West my n***as to the West
To the West my n***as to the West
We the best my n***as don't stress
F**k all the critics in the N-Y-C
And your articles tryin to rate my LP
F**k your backpacks and your wack a*s raps
Sayin we ain't real because we make snaps
Sellin six-fos to the Japs what you lookin at
With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad n***a
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams
F**k your baggy jeans f**k your magazines
Hey hey hey what's happenin round tre
It's still N-Y critic K on mines all motherf**kin day
It's a trip the script flipped from when you n***as was bossin
Got to flossin fell off and got the nail in the coffin
Who wanna regret f**kin with my set
I be a 24-year street Westside Connect vet
You n***as better watch how you greet us when you meet us
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us
AIIIIYO n***a f**k that s**t
I gotta kill it kill it f**k a New York critic
He write about how I lived it did it plus I'm still with it
Puttin it down on all these DJs hate fakin and flakin
Never once played my record on their radio station
No love for a New York critic or disc jock
Matter of fact I'm blamin all y'all for f**kin up hip-hop
Is Brooklyn in the house
Check it out
What about Queens in the house
WESTSIIIIIIIDE
Manhattan in the house
And it don't stop
Long Island in the house
YEAH YEAH Check it out
Is the Bronx in the house
Staten Island in the house
Say what say what
The West Coast is in the house sayin
Yeah
Why you talkin loud
What you talkin bout
Why talkin loud
Yeah take it how you wanna take it punk
What you talkin bout
We're gonna make it how
*repeat 15x*we gonna make it punk
WESTSIDE n***a What y'all n***as talkin about
Y'all ain't acquantin and barkin on hip-hop
This Westside Connection
WESTSIIIIDE