That's My N****

Ooh, ooh

This that Philly-Bompton ************t

Yeah, haha

I'm on the eastside

Rolling with my westside ********s (westside, westside, westside)

We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy,

******** (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)

And the feds looking,

Pray they don't catch my ********

(I pray they don't catch my ********)

Might pull up on the corner like that's my ********

And burn this ************ down like Left Eye, ********

That's my ********, (word up)

I'm 4HUnnid ******** with that .40 pound on me

Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho

Cash out, killin' ******** with the pounds low

He count on me even when I move slow

Come through Compton with all my ********s (my ********s)

Come through poppin' with all my ********s (my ********s)

You should've seen how we looked last winter (last winter)

You should've seen how we ate last dinner

I don't ******** with them Hollywood ********s

I don't ******** with them Hollywood ********s

In the game, I'm the keep it right, ********

'Cause all these rap ********s know my ********s wanna get 'em

Basic ******** came to suck this ************, no

Basic ******** came to ******** the clique, oh

They tryna have me on some sucker ************t

I'ma do it my way ********, ******** the script

Came thru the block with everything that's new

Sippin' that mother******' DS2

I can't ******** with him if he ain't true

They like, "He alright but he ain't you"

We like, five milli on board the ************p

I was the richest ******** on the tip

Locked down the the killers and the robbers, going hard in it

Open the gate, jump on the lift

And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some hot ************t

Double in the backseat, it look like a mop stick

You ain't gotta ask me, ********, you ain't got ************t

You ain't talkin' money, I see you done switched the topic

You be only ******' with ********s that be on cop ************t

I be only ******' with ******** that get it poppin'

You don't wanna see on of my ********s face in a stockin'

Spray up your corner over some nonsense

I'm on the eastside

Rolling with my westside ********s (westside, westside, westside)

We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy,

******** (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)

And the feds looking,

Pray they don't catch my ********

(I pray they don't catch my ********)

Might pull up on the corner like that's my ********

And burn this ************ down like Left Eye, ********, word up

Can a real crip, get a lil' bit?

Dump on a ******** for some silly ************t

A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah

Gang bang ********s who he really with (crip!)

And we don't talk to no mother******' law

Cooked up, caked up, slangin' that raw, ********

Roll through the city, Gat by your side

Bangin' with the loud or the silencer

Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out

Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out

Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off

Come through the hood and you will get ****** off

********, this's crip on my, two times

Don't give a ******** and we'll bust him one time, ********

What y'all thought? We criss to cross

You miss, your loss, we settin' it off

I'm on the eastside

Rolling with my westside ********s (westside, westside, westside)

We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy,

******** (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)

And the feds looking,

Pray they don't catch my ********

(I pray they don't catch my ********)

Might pull up on the corner like that's my ********

And burn this ************ down like Left Eye, ********, word up