Waptrick Mr Capone E Ft Snoop Dogg And The Game - Three Of The Best From The West Song Lyrics



[The Game (Mr. Capone-E) {Snoop Dogg in background}:]

Oh boy

We westside ridin' (Westside)

Chuck Taylor Capone-E, homie (Oh!)

What that SGV like (Simon)

That CPT like (WHOO-WHOO!)

Straight up (That's right, ese)

Ask the big homie Snoop about us now {Ooohwee, ooohwee} (Ha ha)

It's westside (WESTSIDE...)

We ride for life (FOR LIFE...)



Three of the best from the west, holdin' down the coast

Snoop Dogg, The Game

The one and only Capone

Make California love, all smooth like a G

Hey, Snoop, where we from

[Snoop:] West coast, ooohwee

[Verse 1: Mr. Capone-E (The Game in background) {Snoop Dogg in background}]

California love

As we ride for the westside

I see they shotgun for the coast

In that lowride

Hittin' corners with The Game, posted up in the back (What's up, holmes)

Snoop ridin' the trey {Ooohwee}

Palm trees and hoodrats

Pimps, macks and ballers, makin' dollars up on this boulevard

Ride up in the barrio, face of the next hood star

Handle bars, white tees and the Panotins

slangin' the white cold medicine

Just got signed

And I'm out of my time

They said I'm the new Chronic, ese, 2009

The world is mine, but my name ain't Scarface

Something similar

For the whole coast to embrace

Paper chasin', pushin' weight, America's catastrophe

Puttin' the History Channel back

To reality

Mad at me

For California's return

I'm like the L.A. riots, we keep the city left burned

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: The Game (Mr. Capone-E in background)]

It's '09, I'm gangbangin' like it's '86

Posted up, throwin' up signs

Sendin' niggas in the pen

Crazy flicks

Vatos, locos

Palm trees, low-low's, nickel-plated .44's


Chuckin' up the P at the popo

And tell my P.O., that's just the Black Wall logo





Coronas, Patron, eatin' tacos and chicken

Chillin' with senoritas sippin' on Margaritas

Adios, mamacita, got a show in Rosarita


Watch me at the Lowrider creek

Carpoolin' with the homie Capone-E and two freaks

From the I.E. where niggas get stuck up like I.V.s

Put trucks up on high beams, with burners like "Try Me" (Try me)

I'm an insane California nightmare

Every time you sleep on the coast, homie, I'm right there

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg (Mr. Capone-E in background)]

I'm a Ghostface Killah, in a Stellar 300

Snoopy D-O-Double G, I'm about rip, rip, run it

I give it to you all, I bounce, shoot and ball

I'm the king, but the king don't fall

I live like LeBron

I'm more like Kobe

I watch the rings

The bitches

The money and the glory

See, this a westside story

So it's gon' get messy, gangsta and sort of gory

But I'm

Vincent Price

Eastside 20 Crip

So I might throw up the set twice

I ain't to set up tight

Roll your dice

Run up on the Dogg, motherfucker

And you lose your life

Don't trip, holmes

I'm tryin' to get mines on

Groupies and [{*stones*}]

And I make sure I put you on, for real

This west here for real

West coast is the place where we love to live


[Chorus x2]

[The Game:]

Straight the fuck up, you know what it is, homie

West side ridin'

Ain't nothin' but desert eagles and palm trees on mind, nigga

West side Compton, California, Cider Block, Pirus to the death

Suru Gang, San Gabriel Valley, what's up


Black Wall Street, black gangbang, bang

And the motherfuckin' Hi Power Soldiers, motherfucker



Shit, hey, Capone-E

You got this God out of Hi Power, I'm 'bout to go back

Ha ha

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