MY WESTSIDE STORY (INTRO)

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CALIFORN-I-A
Where real G's reside…
Westside when we ride
Yea the streets get live
This A Westside Story
Bout a Young Fly Nigga
Boy I Grew Up in the hood
Right on 81st & Central…
Not too far from Watts
Just a minute from Compton
Went to school wit' a couple homies
That'll Tell you it's Bompton
Man these streets ain't kinda
These streets don't love you
These hoes ain't loyal
These niggas ain't 4 you
This life ain't 4 you…
Fareal…
That's what my OG Big Homie told Me
Focus on Yo music
Get Cho Money
But you know Me…
Hard headed
Think I know it all
Did it my way...
Little knucklehead
Ran the streets
Learned the hard way
Pops lived on Piru
Moms lived on Centinela…
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13
She told me get my shit together
Fuckin up in school
Being cool
Tryna be the man…
Momma I'ma about to blow up!
I Don't need no back-up plan
Last time a nigga cried
Is when my granny died
Contemplating suicide
But I gotta ride...
For My mama & My pops
My daughter
Sisters & Brothers
My Cousins
Nephews & Nieces
Aunties & Uncles
I love em'
Long as I can remember
I had these visions...
I Told myself
I just know I'm gone be that nigga
Pour out some liquor
For our loved ones we lost
Man They always in our thoughts
And They always in our hearts

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Got up off that couch
Like fuck it
Started Hustlin'
Didn't wanna see my momma strugglin'
County checks comin' from the government
She said don't call me for no bail money
You don't wanna go to school
Then go head fail dummy
Nigga Frontin on me
Been actin' like I ain't got it
Squad is the Come-Up BOYZ
Remind em
I'm from the bottom
Been shot at a few times
Them bullets I had to dodge em
You name it nigga I sold it
Just hit me
You know I got it
Man....
Cops Trippin'
And These Haters is hatin'
Hoes scandalous
These Streets still crazy
Family depending on me
I ain't even made it
Stressin' And I'm Smokin
Tryna provide for my baby...
Coulda went to Westchester
Coulda went to Crenshaw
But I went to Hamilton
Been all over Los Angeles...
4 Fingas Twisted in the middle
Young nigga from the hood
Tryna touch a million!

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Young Black & Fat
But I'm fresher than all you hoes
Hustlin all my life
Money come & Money goes
10 Toes Down
Screamin fuck my enemies....
My family divided up
I Got B & C's
Couple bloods
Couple Crips nigga
I ain't never had to trip nigga
They told me keep doing yo shit nigga
Affiliated wit' the homies
Still Never chose sides
Still twist my fingers up
Yellin WESTSIDE
They Slept On Me
Now I'ma make em
Pay What I'm Worth
Fly Nigga
Got It Out The Mud
I Had 2 Dirt
I been that nigga since birth
Man I put that on the turf
Stop Frontin
I KEEP IT 1OO
I KEEP IT 1OO!