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Westside Bound 3

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And I'm from the part of the city that

They don't be talking about

Austin my grandmama house

Madhouse on Madison middle school graduate

Coulda been traffickin'

But I would rather do better than my uncle had it

My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

And I'm from the part of the city

That they don't be talking about

Austin my grandmama house

Madhouse on Madison middle school graduate

Coulda been traffickin'

But I would rather do better than my uncle had it

My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip

Slept on the palette

Promised my momma I'd turn it to palace

My granny house was right by Wallace's Catfish

Corner but lo and behold when it's below zero

And you watch your best friend hit the corner

And now I no longer even know him

Used to hoop daily we thought we was Jordan

He went on to high school but dropped out a junior

I went on to college he we went

On a shooter he went on to juvi

I went out on tour

Bicycle with the juice in the wheel

If you was a real ni**a

We wouldn't have to hear ya keep proving yourself

'Cause who really cares 'bout

What side or block your reppin

Your whereabouts will keep you seperate

All lost some niggas to some weapons

Thats why I'm walking like I'm welcome

Hennessy bet they'll buy that

Just to pour it on the curb

We blinded like an eyepatch

'Til your boy is in a hearse

Where the westside at Shouts

The thugs shouts the nerds

Shout the kids claiming

Chiraq know you born in the burbs boy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

And I'm from the part of the city that

They don't be talking about

I gave the west side a new meaning

I took it to the Europeans

The police took my ni**a freedom

I probably be in there with him

'Cause honestly I think

Just like all my niggas

And honestly I should've reached out to

Twista like aye bro

I got one I need you on this one

Austin Division ironic that that's the divide

Below the poverty line

My mother was on the southside

ZMoney told me hit his line

I caught the bus off of Pine

I say my words double time

Knock on wood I have not ever been robbed

But a few niggas tried on the train

On my way to school a couple times

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

Westside ni**a go crazy

And I'm from a part of the city

I was sitting on my front porch when

I saw my first tittie

Proud to throw the westside up when

I was five watching Pac dissing Biggie

Whole fit off of Madison eating

Uncle Remus f**k a whole foods

Shorty used to act like stone cold

Flipping niggas off cracking cold brews

Westside prep was my old school

The block was hot like Suzanne Somers

Seen someone that got hit with a shotty walk

A block while he sh*tted his body

Cops came started lifting his body

I went back to watching NickToons

Watch your back when it's mid june

You can always be my big spoon

Know you in the hood when you see the poles with

The blue lights steady flashing like cheer

Leader clothes I remember letters in

The first grade 'cause of GDs and fours

Mama speaking in code tryna

Get a job at the store

Never gonna get it like en vogue

All my westside niggas go

On my bucket list I want ten million dollars

In my bank account

And I want to f**k ten b**ches at the same time

This your boy Stunt Taylor

Westside Bound 3 von Saba(Saba Saba)/Joseph Chilliams - Songtext & Covers