Текст песни Westside Junya - Jah Jr.

Yeah (Junya! NB)
Facts ha, aye (oMe)
Junya (yeah) aye

Ugh, I'm from the West
And Imma keep it playa til the day a nigga dead
And everybody talk about it, but we really step
It's just me and all my patnas til it ain't nobody left ya dig?

I was posted with my dawgs at the mall after school
Bitches stealing from the mall, that was all afternoon
At the mall skipping school, then the law after you
Had a chocolate Lil brawd with a raw attitude
That's my dawg like Lil baby. Kierra was my lady
It was me and my lil cuz in the Dub going crazy
Up on William Street chillin with yo baby
You on a unfamiliar street, yo life they might take it
I met a girl at Katie Dudley, she wanna fuck me
It's fucked up cuz I know that she won't ever love me
Back in middle school bitches used to call me ugly
Senior year in high school, hoes wanna hug me and touch me.

Why? I'm from the West
And Imma keep it playa til the day a nigga dead
And everybody talk about it, but we really step
It's just me and all my patnas til it ain't nobody left ya dig?
Yeah I'm from the West
And Imma keep it playa til the day a nigga dead
Whole team Nike sponsored, bitch we all about a check
It's just me and all my patnas til it ain't nobody left, lil bitch

Once I cut my hair, I pulled hoes from everywhere
Vincent Village, Linwood, right on up to Telfair
Had a hoe in Shamrock, my cuzo used to sell there
Deliver the D to her box like it's mail yeah
Teepee-in yo spot. See the cops we would bail yeah
Ma would whoop my ass if a class I would fail yeah
Auntie had that grass, sell that gas by the bale yeah
Amber was so bad and her ass fat as hell yeah
At Ma hair salon. Posted right there by the store
Candy lady up the street sellin' all the snacks for the low
Howard Chapel where I started on William Street I was four
Then I went to Susie Dasher got bullied for being broke
By my senior year of school I was fuckin these niggas hoes
Probably with yo main freakin' we keepin' it on the low
I count on my bros when shit got ugly like Jerico
Stay away from hoes that's talkin in circles like merry go's
Outstanding they know we winning and they can't stand it
They average, you don't like it then throw ya hands then
The baddies at the skating rink and they be dancin'
Imagine she on your lap and throwing ass
Then you grab her and she slap you for being mannish
Who mans is this? Almost got us shot, that shit insanity
Drinking faucet water, Dublin, Georgia made a man of me
Catch me with my shawty up at Paula's eating yams and shit

Why? I'm from the West
And Imma keep it playa til the day a nigga dead
And everybody talk about it, but we really step
It's just me and all my patnas til it ain't nobody left ya dig?
(Ya dig?) Junya