Westside Part III (Budd`ah Remix)

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