W.E.S.T by B.G. Knocc Out (Ft. H-Ryda & Muszamil)
W.E.S.T by B.G. Knocc Out (Ft. H-Ryda & Muszamil)

W.E.S.T

B.G. Knocc Out & Muszamil & H-Ryda * Track #4 On Da New Crip

W.E.S.T Lyrics

I pledge allegiance to the flag
Put his body in a bag
Some of you all smoke weed
Ain’t you oughta considered trash
You gay as fuck
Your toes in a v tag
What’s the difference between us
Don’t make me laugh

I’m getting that ass like Bartow
I’ mean more like Alonzo
He can beef like a taco
I’m all up in the cheese
Like a motherfucking nacho
Bitch drop to your knees
I thought so
I shoulda tail
Make sure the spot close
I get a round
Why we down
This a snot nose
I’m an outlaw
Pussy you can strike a pose
Nigga
With an attitude
Nigga
I ain’t mad at you
B-12 gold
That was my tune

You tell me
What the fuck
Am I to do
All I do is get money
Can’t take shit from me
Raise busta balls
Just never accept losses

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Eazy-E’s and the drive by’s
Real niggas don’t die
We just multiply
We just multiply

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Machiavelli's
And the best rhyme
You all niggas
Outta pocket
You’ll be soon to die
You’ll be soon to die

You all mother fucking bet
In that you can bet
In my set
I got a rep, nigga
That you can bet
You can bet
I got a file full of facts
You can check
Body shift the first time
The homey passed me the set
Yeah

Caught him slipping
While he’s standing on the corner
Walking to him like a loner
Two shots he was a goner
Left him bleeding like a deadly aroma
My guns burst you raised the terror alert
In California
Popping the Glock moves up
Old becomes the death toll
The streets wider
Empty the niggas death troll
Slide through the pocket
Meet the homey west coast

He said Knocc I got the nigga
I told him let’s roll
See real niggas connect
And then we ride out
Front line while you pussy niggas
Hide out
See real niggas connect
And then we ride out
Front line while you pussy niggas
Hide out

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Eazy-E’s and the drive by’s
Real niggas don’t die
We just multiply
We just multiply

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Machiavelli’s
And the best rhymes
The old niggas outta pocket

You’ll be soon to die
You’ll be soon to die

It’s still an outlaw thing
That’ll never change
East side west side gang
Thug life thing
That’ll never change
Outlaw thing

My hood was torn apart
From the killing and cocaine
Shoot outs at the park
Police never came
Even though it was bad
We was having cash
Young savage at 16
Living with no dad

Allah forgive me for my past
And future sins
I’m working on my soul
It needs a cleanse
Trying to walk a straight road
Broke told me never trust friends
Whatever family say goes
We thugs sitting in the time
But we move things first
You can try and read the signs
Quitting ain’t in my blood line
I’m going to get you eventually
Some things take time

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Eazy-E’s and the drive by’s
Real niggas don’t die
We just multiply
We just multiply

Welcome to the west side
The game ain’t been the same
Since the best died
The home of the Machiavelli’s
Made the best rhymes
Out of pocket
You’ll be soon to die
You’ll be soon to die

W.E.S.T Q&A

Who wrote W.E.S.T's ?

W.E.S.T was written by B.G. Knocc Out.

When did B.G. Knocc Out release W.E.S.T?

B.G. Knocc Out released W.E.S.T on Sat Sep 30 2017.

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