Lyrics Foe Life - Westside Connection

Sitting in the county with a gold reckless
Wait hold up that ain't how the west coast talk it homie
Rm die in the hood minus stripes it's not tight
Still call ur BM to meet my ass down the way in a gm tonight its tight
Booker please don't make me sleep in holding tonight that's tight
I'm a gimmick but sometimes I feel like I'm doing a lil alright

Escape the hood like pablo right
I'm not Osama been robbing
It's plight
Ok sitting in count county with a blemished record
So maiden voyage bon voyage
Fuck if I know how to spell that shit
I have mysteriously numbed my lip
Webster doctors dictatorship five no where I fucking go
Heard chatter so I'm fucking
Gunning for them Blatter high tippy latter
Facing all day in the county with a gold record
Sucuris bet nobody picks up it's ok I'm ight