Westside Party E

I just don't know, Yeah, you've been searching For, yeah, you've been Searching For. And we gonna get like this. Yeah. Uh, uh. They say ain't no party like a West Side Party 'cause a West Side party don't stop. Lil' homies on the benches but still be suspicious 'bout every car that pass on the block. I told my bitch grab a forty of that Mickey no hoey, take a sip as I twist Off the top. Gotta watch out for police, one times be patrollin' Every day and the turf kinda hot. But this the life of the worthy, know my Sprite still dirty, thinkin' back when I almost got Shot. It was me and Lil No, I heard Him dump, I hit the floor, car full of Bullet holes but you know how it goes in The streets. Nigga anything can happen. A few hours later we was both just laughin'. The shit get real when you still be active, Slow lights, late nights, that's when shit get Tragic. Back to the party and the set still Brackin', 2L funky town, Stockwell mini mansion. Gotta get up out these streets, I'm tryin' hard With this rappin'. Bitches choosin' up, I ain't got Time for distractions. Pull up to the APs, what's up to the Anders. I still smoke sweets but the woods is In fashion. And old sauce, even bigger with my Old ho, she know me since I wasn't bangin', Tuckin' up that two-four. They say ain't no party Like a West Side party 'cause a West Side Party don't stop. Lil' homies on the benches but still be suspicious 'bout every car that pass on the block. I told my bitch grab a forty of that Mickey no hoey, take a sip as I twist Off the top. Gotta watch out for police, one times be patrollin' Every day and the turf kinda hot. What more can I say out in sunny LA Where niggas love to gangbang and throw up them Things. Gang strikes on the wall, let 'em know Where you at or where your grandma stay, that's Where you from lil' man. I used to hop on the bike just to Grab weed. Cruisin' on my Schwinn in the CBP's. But I'm from West Van, can talk a dumb Ass P. Big Face, that's my brother like it's Black Wall Street. K-Dot, that's my nigga like it's TD Heat. Big homies got love for a real YD. I'm just tryna keep it goin' like a old YG. Free all the G homies in the penitentiary. Rest in peace Puff Palm, chuckin' two big P's. Now the hood worldwide, roast brands overseas. Now the hood worldwide, roast brands overseas. They say ain't no party like a West Side Party 'cause a West Side party don't stop. Lil' homies on the benches but still be suspicious 'bout every car that pass on the block. I told my bitch grab a forty of that Mickey no hoey, take a sip as I twist Off the top. Gotta watch out for police, One times be patrollin' every day and the turf Kinda hot. Ooh, whoa, whoa. Whoa, Whoa.