C-Slave

Westside (feat. Chxno, Mic' B & Elias Stone Tooke)

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Catch me sliding down the Westside Cinco, Cuatro, Uno what I rep, it's the best side Known for getting down, parties jumping till they neck high 20/20 Out my left eye, claim no sets, I be getting high Aye, bitch I'm smoking Dab rig tokin, backwood keep me focused That T and Marry blend mixed together, flying lotus Only fix it if it's broken, learn a skill, get noticed I think I'm chosen, I'm one of a kind Heart full of pride, I'm a Leo, what's your sign? Independent man so I don't need you in my life But if you're riding with me, you might end up as my wife Easy going, so driven like there be a motive High patrolling never know where I be going Steady rolling, down 97 just coasting Cookie J lit, hotboxing while we flowing (Yeah) Told that bitch that I break backs Said she heard a couple things about me, she okay with that Only Fans, top model, say she in the top 5 Tryna make some content when we fucking, baby let's ride (Yeah) On the Westside, f*ck my oppositions, they get slid on in the day time (Yeah) On the Westside, ain't nobody fucking with the gang, they better not try If you the one winning the race, then I'm right behind you Choose to spit in my face cause I'm 50x2 Ain't a barrier in the world that I can't climb through Ain't no scary dark energy that I can't shine through There really ain't no burning me bitch, I bring the flames Take one step outside and hunnies calling my name It's Mic' mothafucking B, Mic' mothafucking B I'm turning nothing into something, double that then times by 3 This music timeless, no need to remind us, But C-Slave and I are one of CO's finest Tight like vaginas, like Busta Rhymers Need some paper and a record deal cause we ain't signed yet I'm tryna keep rapping, yeah sorta kinda But I gotta do shows homie, get my grind up Yes the clock keeps ticking and it's almost times up Blaze the chronic at the tippity top, is where you'll find us (Yeah) Told that bitch that I break backs Said she heard a couple things about me, she okay with that Only Fans, top model, say she in the top 5 Tryna make some content when we fucking, baby let's ride (Yeah) On the Westside, f*ck my oppositions, they get slid on in the day time (Yeah) On the Westside, ain't nobody fucking with the gang, they better not try Side swiped this Benz in the city, no more secret Shit was pretty gritty up in P, kinda decent Cause about that second time, shit I ain't played no defense Solo in the club, get up to getting head in Beaverton This one ain't for bitches, just my bros, I won't see again I could cut a zip just for these hoes I'm tryna see again Think I lost my fucks and all my flows, no they won't leave again Sacco R.I.P. just peep this shit, this shit gonna peak again Acting sentimental, he won't get mention Life was pretty cold at 17, ain't get a little sentence You was in your diapers, I was popping out South 97 Bodies on these cities, I can tell that she ain't fucked just Redmond Type of shit we never mention, oww yeah I can feel the tension Vandalize your city, ain't no faces, M.I.A. Ties up in my cut, this ain't no lace, this ain't no fade Looking at these mamas, but these dumb ass bitches play (Yeah) Told that bitch that I break backs Said she heard a couple things about me, she okay with that Only Fans, top model, say she in the top 5 Tryna make some content when we fucking, baby let's ride (Yeah) On the Westside, f*ck my oppositions, they get slid on in the day time (Yeah) On the Westside, ain't nobody fucking with the gang, they better not try
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