Gansta Party All Night

It's a party All night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how ride. Yeah, you know who's best. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how ride. Yeah, you know best. Writers always on top, let me holla. To my niggas that see no tomorrow. To my coworkers in the blue collar. Doom Dada, your big brother, G. Sometimes they call me Big Poppa. 'Cause what I do is so proper, no stutter. Slow starter, high heater, hard drama. Heat seeker, Obama, Maradona. Yeah, keep it real while I'm peepin' that. My peeps in the streets with a heart attack. Super dope track, can you picture that? Russia with West Coast protect your neck. Writers on top, let me holla. You ain't getting it? Fuck it, don't bother. Coming from the toughest part of town. Part of town you don't see any power. Part of town you don't see Impala. It's important, чтобы ты понимала. Where I'm coming from, где моё начало. Keeping it real for them G's of any color. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how we ride. Yeah, you know who's best. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how ride. Yeah, you know who's best. I'm just rolling through The streets in my whip. Banging my beats, checking If it's all tight with all my snares and Kicks. Now who's the one you gonna call for The instrumental to spit? Big Mack credentials, I keep my ears to the Streets. I see them slanging 'round the corner from Schools, that's how it always be. The top or the bottom, these are choices you'll Always see. You say you with this, ride with Me or run from me. You got some business? If not, then don't disturb Me, please. Huh, I'm on my grown shit anyway. Pack my heat legal for the rainy day. And fuck what you say about your damn fate. It's up to you to ride or be a Castaway. From Cali to Sydney, we're wearing khaki Pants. Wearing them white tees, wearing them Timberlands. And in my Beamer, you know I'm riding Low-low. And on my swagger in my hood, I'm on my G mode. The time fly, now We all grown up. Remember Uncle Snoop throwing them Signs up. Divided but united, we're authenticated. Original G's, we are the true creators. What up, G? That's how the homies holla. Original UGs hustle for dollar, dollar. I fly to Moscow and get a little drunk. The tipsy rapper crowd cruising Zvyorki Park. The peaceful mayhem, you know it's all good. You know it's all love, you know it's understood. Until the sunset, the Russian crib walk. И когда шёл домой, вспомнить таки смог. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how ride. Yeah, you know who's best. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how we ride. Yeah, you know who's best. I'm from the Russian West Side, just a regular Guy. I'm rolling in the white drop top ride With the bloody eyes. I saw you guys staring At me outside. But fuck it, everybody knows how We ride. Black C is always on the grind, Taking my studio time. After two hours, I'm done with the rhymes. After my stuff, her pussy became so tight. I really like when she grabs my mic. I support G Will from Russia with West. You know all these things that we use in Tracks. I mean talk box, C-walk, G talk, G flow. One and only Russian loc on the Mic. Moscow to my area, hundred percent hysteria. I wanna see your hands up, put it in The air. R. I. P. Nate Dogg and other G's we lost. I hope you remember this Russian West Coast. You can always catch me in these streets. Chilling with them hustlers, smoking major trees. Ain't no one that's locked us up on beat. The way we handle business, doing it like G's. I always kept it one hundred from the get-go. I see you motherfuckers stuck, you better let go. Now you can see me doing it big like A fat sir. I bet I'll buy me a Hundred bitches, man, if I had dough. You know I'm always on the mission and I'm Certified. And I'll be up 'til the morning with Some dirty eyes. Speaking of God, please help me Turn this dirty sky. Into a place that can Satisfy my dirty mind. Ha, sooner or later. Thinking about the things that'll make me greater. Constantly jumping into elevators. Be taking me up and turn my back to These haters. Bringing out the best of me. I ain't worried about y'all, I'll be letting it Be. I'll be doing my thing 'til I rest In peace. No matter where I go, repping the West, my G. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody knows how we ride. Yeah, you know who's best. It's a party all night. Yeah, from Russia with West. Everybody how ride. Yeah, you know who's best. Everybody knows how we ride. Everybody Knows how we Ride. Yo, it's your man Rifle, coming from the 208 City. All the trapping and stepping and spreading The love. Trapping and stepping and spreading love. All the time trapping and stepping and spreading the Love.