Can't 4get (Radio Edit) [feat. Q Bosilini]

The-The-The-The-The-The-The-The Mechanics. Better wake his game up. Better stay up on it. Can't with America's Nightmare, can't with America's Most Wanted. Mr. Bossini, Snoop D-O-Double-G killing on the West Side. Thug world, 187 proof, tryin' to live our Best lives. So if murder is the case, we Don't give a fuck, better d-duck quick. From Long Beach to the Bay, we just don't Be talkin', it's tough. We 'bout it, 'bout it, With that funk and we got that fire. And my from the So-South to the State, heated R-real riders. Pull robbin' si-side you, spark a with the lighter. If you know me, then you know it ain't A mu-motherfucker gettin' higher. Snoop, I been fuckin' with you since the glass Slam when I got my plaques. It was me and you and Too Short smokin' Big We back on gangsta, whole lotta gangsta. See, we been quiet for a minute, not sayin' Shit. All this famous shit, where I'm from, can't Forget. And we're still pullin' on your ho like We drivin' for Lyft. We back on that gangsta, Whole lotta gangsta. See, we been quiet for a minute, not sayin' Shit. All this famous shit, where I'm from, can't Forget. And we're still pullin' on your ho with Them bangers and them Cock it back, Let it fly, sleep a nigga Betty Bye. Pumpin' hot lead inside you, five, six, seven times. Body snatch, head chopper, so big I hold it Awkward. Police can't find the body, cooked a nigga, Betty Crocker. Seasick from all the blue, Need a Dramamine. Five on my team, live killin' everything. Everybody get it, I'm the one who did it. All my bitches with the straps and all my With it. My hammer so big, I can hardly Fit it. In my back seat, hit the back Streets, caught him slippin'. His moms was livid, heavens, good Lord, He did it. God forbid it, rob him and Split it, the job, forget it. back on that Gangsta, whole lotta gangsta. See, we been quiet for a minute, not sayin' Shit. All this famous shit, where I'm from, can't Forget. And we're still pullin' on your ho like We drivin' for Lyft. We back on that gangsta, Whole lotta gangsta. See, we been quiet for a Minute, not sayin' shit. All this famous shit, where I'm from, can't forget. And we're still pullin' on your ho with them Bangers and them Mama told you 'bout them West Side niggas. Haha. Spice 1, we got one. Yes, sir. West Side. West Side. Ooh-wee. The-The-The-The-The-The-The-The Mechanics.