West, West, y'all.
Check, check, check it out, y'all.
What it do, Tess?
Slow motion for me, nephew.
Oh, yeah.
It's the boss dog, Big Snoopy Devo Double Jizzle.
And I got game in this motherfucker, you know what I'm talking about?
And what we gonna do right here, man, we just going West Coast on this right here.
A lot of motherfuckers just start doing this shit like overnight, maybe last week, last year, whatever, man.
But we've been doing this shit for life, man.
Real spit.
I'm going to talk to you one time in this moment.
I've been making money, been making big moves.
I've been a nigga with a motherfucking attitude.
I've been to the whirlwind.
I've been on top ever since the nigga's been in it.
I've been done, did that, I done done it.
However you need it, nigga, nah, however you want it.
Fly cars, espionage, the gangsters on D's.
Four-door flying Spur, niggas know what I mean.
Blowing seaweed green out the sunroof to Caliway.
All I do is fuck bad bitches and sip Alizé.
Fuck a private plane, I ride a six-fold.
Sitting low, un-disposed, candy paint.
The Compton Menace and Coke White Tennis.
The West Coast is mine, soon as dogs ain't finished.
Shoot a snitch, fuck a bitch, catch a grip, never slip, tiptoe, in the four, ass draggin' real slow.
Clear view, my rear view.
It'll do what it do.
Bet it don't, bet it will.
Flying goddess on the grill.
Mr. Broad is fill a bill.
Trying to stack another meal.
King of the fucking hill.
Yeah my shit is way real Blueberry is scary and very necessary I found out that my shit is very legendary
And it's a new day.
I've risen to the top.
I'm here.
And it's a new day.
Don't make this
In and out of town, from the sky to the ground.
Be the shooter, nigga down.
Niggas know about the pound.
Walking down a black wall street, bopping to the beat.
VH1 cameras all in front of me.
My life is a moving now.
Since a juvenile, I've been proving now.
Be around for a long time.
I never let my focus down.
Always on my focus now.
Let me show you how.
I can make this money back.
Been smoking chronic.
Been riding with the pound.
Who the fuck want it?
Been toting that chrome thing with the beam on it.
You know that throne you sitting in, you could bleed on it.
West Coast shit, death blow shit.
Don't confuse it with music of that death row.
Before I let them go and that Beretta blow, give them one one and let them know.
I'm here.
And it's a new day.
It's a new day.
It's a new day.
Five.
Five.
Five.
Five.
Five.
Yeah.
What up, gang?
Shit, I'm just chillin', loco.
What you doin' there, Phil?
Fuck with my Alizé, man.
Throwing my dub up.
Representing for the motherfucking coast.
Yeah, yeah.
West, west of nothing, y'all.
Add that shit up, nigga.
Hey, Uncle Snoop, you know I'm tired of you.
You know I'm getting the fuck tired of, man.
What you tired of, nephew?
tired of motherfuckers saying these niggas is that it's dope for west coast artists you know
