See the bitchez be wantin' a thug And the ladies be wantin' a gentleman If you don't wanna fuck wit a thug I suggest you ride wit Ne-Yo This sex appeal
head That's when I realize I'm glad I'm not dead a second a glimpse of my father I see And in a movement he beckons to me And in a moment the memories
' chalk around the snitch We be shootin' like free throws, flyin' them desert eagles Sell dope to the Po' while we eat chili Fritos From a gang banger to a
Lyrics to Certified Gangsta : [Intro: G.A.M.E. (Jim Jones)] (R.I.P Eazy-E)That Westside(Capo), that city where them tec's fly(Dip-set!) We ride in that
or MOP That was a phase I was caught up in the beef like a rat in a maze And my legacy will never be that of a hater Lyrical rhyme slayer wack niggas
on Casino, he no gangsta' Wanna be, wanna see, wanna get a shovel Dig tookie up nigga 'cause he know gangsta's Niggas think 'cause they watch Menace a
I don?t even drink from a fuckin glass Id rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast Didn?t understand a dream of a king now do the math Coincidentally
ass like Beyonc. So let me be hov' 4 a minute get up in your hoe 4 a minute and u could be my hoe 4 a minute. Like I'm Diddy be J-Lo 4 a minute from
Cool and Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside L.A.X niggas, yeah Y'all know who the fuck I am I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I swear Disappear in
Fuck a black car, you see these green faces? Look at my chest, now you seen fakers Treat my money like the Cristal that we wastin' Cause I'm a money
truth? How far will we let this go? It's a state of emergency It's time we see There's a need to take action This is a state of emergency We're too
When I touchdown That California feeling's in the atmosphere You know, you know, you know When I touchdown It's wall to wall with sexy ladies up in here
I guess the government just hate violence They thought my group influenced the L.A. riots Woulda been here to see my kids grow, if I stayed quiet Took twelve years for a
never came back, like throwin a boomerang flat, See me, I?m posted like a Cincinatti pitcher in the same hat, It?s like a scene from a movie, when the
stop, and neither would a chrome Glock I kill a fire-breathin' dragon with a dome shot Come through your hood in a Chevy Malibu, on stocks We had a meetin
[MC Ren] Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker (West West y'all) Yeah, L.A. niggaz L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga Y'all niggaz gotta recognize,
be Among the drifters and directors, a place for me It's nothing like I thought it was after all Feel the ground it's always moving Down a mountain through a
it all, what you thought not at all If you sick of this shit then take a Tylenol It's just me and my woman verses all of ya'll And we takin' a bow for