Текст песни Yoo - Mr. Capone-E

WHOO-WHOO!
Oh boy
We westside ridin′ (Westside)
Chuck Taylor Capone-E, homie (Oh!)
What that SGV like (Simon)
That CPT like (WHOO-WHOO!)
Straight up (That's right, ese)
Ask the big homie Snoop about us now {Ooohwee, ooohwee} (Ha ha)
It′s westside (WESTSIDE...)
We ride for life (FOR LIFE...)

Three of the best from the west, holdin' down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

My road to glory's filled with thorns
Fluent thoughts from my brain and I train to remain strong
They said I couldn′t do it, locked me in chains ′til I
My struggles closer to the pain of a trained killer
Please believe that I'll never be shamed again
Again I′ll be the next heavyweight champion
Call me crazy but no one can fade me
I'm the product of the projects, lost and crazy
Throw your hands up, Mr. Bruno, ride!
Big Mike Tyson ′bout to brutalize that ass tonight
No hesitation in front of the whole nation
I'll beat that ass so bad I prolly violate probation
Through demonstration as I strategize information
Intend to kill so it′s real like I'm catchin' cases, ha-ha!
Let the world know I plan to die
If I don′t leave with what I came for
Won′t be denied
Now

Three of the best from the west, holdin' down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

Three of the best from the west, holdin′ down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

It's ′09, I'm gangbangin′ like it's '86
Posted up, throwin′ up signs
Sendin′ niggas in the pen
Crazy flicks
Vatos, locos
Palm trees, low-low's, nickel-plated .44′s
Yeah
Chuckin' up the P at the popo
And tell my P.O., that′s just the Black Wall logo
Slidin'
Dipin′
Suru
Crippin'
Coronas, Patron, eatin' tacos and chicken
Chillin′ with senoritas sippin′ on Margaritas
Adios, mamacita, got a show in Rosarita
Beach
Watch me at the Lowrider creek
Carpoolin' with the homie Capone-E and two freaks
From the I.E. where niggas get stuck up like I.V.s
Put trucks up on high beams, with burners like "Try Me" (Try me)
I′m an insane California nightmare
Every time you sleep on the coast, homie, I'm right there

Three of the best from the west, holdin′ down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

Three of the best from the west, holdin' down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

I′m a Ghostface Killah, in a Stellar 300
Snoopy D-O-Double G, I'm about rip, rip, run it
I give it to you all, I bounce, shoot and ball
I'm the king, but the king don′t fall
I′m not like LeBron
I'm more like Kobe
I want the rings
The bitches
The money and the glory
See, this a westside story
So it′s gon' get messy, gangsta and sort of gory
But I′m
Vincent Price
Eastside 20 Crip
So I might throw up the set twice
I ain't to set up tight
Roll your dice
Run up on the Dogg, motherfucker
And you lose your life
Don′t trip, holmes
I'm tryin' to get mines on
Groupies and {stones}
And I make sure I put you on, for real
This west here for real
West coast is the place where we love to live
Cuzz

Three of the best from the west, holdin′ down the coast
Snoop Dogg, The Game
The one and only Capone
Make California love, all smooth like a G
Hey, Snoop, where we from
West coast, ooohwee

Straight the fuck up, you know what it is, homie
West side ridin′
Ain't nothin′ but desert eagles and palm trees on mind, nigga
West side Compton, California, Cider Block, Pirus to the death
Suru Gang, San Gabriel Valley, what's up
Yeah
Black Wall Street, black gangbang, bang
And the motherfuckin′ Hi Power Soldiers, motherfucker
Yeah
H.P
Shit, hey, Capone-E
You got this God out of High Power, I'm ′bout to go back
Ha ha