Something About The West Coast...



Shhh... Don't Tell Nobody




[Something About The West Coast



It Makes Me Wanna Ride



Something About The West Coast



Shake It Westsiide



Throw Ya Hands Up Let's Riide



To The City Of The Scene



Put It On The One Get Ya Body On The Dance Floor



Something About The West Coast It Makes Me Wanna Ride ]



(Repeats Until Verse 1)








No Disrespect It's All Love And A Muthafucka Just Feel Real Good



Be Like What's Poppin' On This Side Of The Muthafuckin' Planet



Understand Me? It's Still One Love, Smokin'. It's Just A Whole Lot



More Money Involved.




Verse 1



Leanin' Out My Zone



I Roams Like Mobile Phones (right)



Rag Top 'Vettes Yukons & Hundred Chromes



Silly Bitches Lie In Wait Until The Day I Come Home



While The Phone Machine Kicks



"Biitch Rich Ain't At Home" (Ha)



Six Million Ways To Mob Choose One



I Chose To Dispose Of Those Who Call Theyself Foes



Foes Like Bitches Tuck They Toes Like Hoes



These Amateur Niggas Done Turned Pro



Can't Ride With The Hi Pro Glow



The Boss With The Sauce



Got Receipts To Show How Much It Cost



I Dedicate This To The Ridahs



Who Like To Slip Sideways



Beware Devil's Shuttin' Down The Highway




Chorus



Something About The West Coast



Shake It Westsiide



Throw Ya Hands Up Let's Riide



To The City Of The Scene



Put It On The One Get Ya Body On The Dance Floor



Something About The West Coast It Makes Me Wanna Ride



(Repeat)




Verse 2



How Many MC's Must Get Ditched