The best West Coast lines ever.

[Big PaybaCC]

yo paybacc i ll give you a clue nigga stop it pay bacc..always remember real niggaz do theey dirt by they lonely the reason im a put out this youtube vide o on you niggaz..cause its a must..its a good way to network and reach out since this is a lyric form paybac i wanna hear you rap some lyrics give me 16 bars without sayin this shit
--i put a bullet in a nigga bigga than shaq
--or my diamonds are shinin like the sun
---my rims are big like whatever
---you spit a verse without sayin my gun is bigger than this..diamonds are this..or my rims are this..and paybacc..how many fans you got anticipating your mixtape  

DONT KNOW BUT I GOT 807 PLAYS ON MY MYSPACE TODAY,SO U TELL ME...LOL!!!

[Al Bundy]

LOOK CLOSE AND TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY DESPISE,UNDERSTAND HATERS MAKE UP THE SILLIEST LIES
AND YOU IT'S KINDA HARD TO BELIEVE,AND YOUR HARD TO DECEIVE,AND A LOST TRUST IS HARD TO RETRIEVE
SO IMMA KEEP IT ONE HUNNED AND MAKE IT HARDER TA BREATHE IN THIS RAP SHIT, I SERENADE THE HEART OF THE THIEVES...SPIDER-LOC (CAN'T WAIT) WEST KEPT SECRET...GO COP THAT!!!

how the fuck is that so great?

WHY THE FUCC ARE U COMMENTING ON WHAT I SAY IS TIGHT??? GOOFY-ASS WHITEBOY!!! THE POINT IS TO PUT UP WHAT U LIKE PUSSY,NOT COMMENT ON MINES...NOW PUT UP YOUR FAVORITE LINE SO I CAN DISS IT!!!

lol @ your racist ass.

i can comment on whatever the hell i want. it's a forum last time i checked, goofy-ass.

[G-West]

ima genius slap me if u see me greenless            c j mack

[Maully aka [Fitted Da Boss]]

Now compton is the place where the homeboys chill, you see
But then I found that it wasn’t no place for me
Cause way back in the day somebody musta wanted me to quit
Because they broke in my house and cold stole my shit
They musta thought that I was gonna play the punk role
Just because my equipment got stole
But I ain’t goin out like no sucker-ass clown
They found they couldn’t keep a dope nigga down
So here’s some bass in your face, muthafucka silly sucker-
Ass clocker, now you’re duckin, cause you can’t stop a brother
Like the quiksta, because I’m true to the game
You’re lame, and things ain’t gonn’ never be the same
Cause a nigga like the quik is takin over
I really don’t think I should have to explain
It, oh yeah, I’m a dog, but my name ain’t rover
And I’m the kinda nigga that’s feelin no pain
Sometimes I have to wear a bullet-proof vest
Because I got the ’cpt’ sign written across my chest
A funky dope brother never ceases to impress
My name is dj quik, so you can fuck the rest
I’m comin like this, and I’m comin directly
Cause suckers get dain-bramaged if I’m doin damage quite effectively
Rhymin is a battlezone, and suckers have no win
Cause I’m a veteran from the c-o-m-p-t-o-n
Kick it



 

[Jcnn13]

"Fuck the car, I'll do a muthaphukkin walk by"- Eazy-E

[D-Nice]

Trying to crush Xzibit with ya tough talk, that's like Christopher Reeves doing the Crip Walk

[Lunatic]

Trying to crush Xzibit with ya tough talk, that's like Christopher Reeves doing the Crip Walk

oh man, i still get the chills when i hear that one!

[D-Nice]

Trying to crush Xzibit with ya tough talk, that's like Christopher Reeves doing the Crip Walk

oh man, i still get the chills when i hear that one!

Yeah I almost wrecked my car when I first heard that shit. He had one line about Chandra Levy that was cold too.

[Lunatic]

^xzibit is a damn fool with the lyrics (in a good way of course) 

[Maully aka [Fitted Da Boss]]

These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cause These lawyers getting money
Everytime they knock us
Slashing pockets lyrically
Suckers fleed when they notice
Switched my name to Makaveli
Half the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows
They froze
Now suckers idealize my chosen Blows
More money mean litigating
More Player hating
Got a cell at the penn for me waiting
Is this my fate
Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking
Me fall back
Never That
Too much Tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
Hey I'll stay all night out with my Posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cause everybodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in Prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog
Written in Blood
Saying, "Please show a young player love"
Hold your head
Hold it



^^^i thought that was a hot verse...

[D-Nice]

These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cause These lawyers getting money
Everytime they knock us
Slashing pockets lyrically
Suckers fleed when they notice
Switched my name to Makaveli
Half the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows
They froze
Now suckers idealize my chosen Blows
More money mean litigating
More Player hating
Got a cell at the penn for me waiting
Is this my fate
Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking
Me fall back
Never That
Too much Tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
Hey I'll stay all night out with my Posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cause everybodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in Prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog
Written in Blood
Saying, "Please show a young player love"
Hold your head
Hold it



^^^i thought that was a hot verse...

Jesus, now THAT VERSE was crazy from Pac. One of my all time favorites

[G-West]

yeah you brought back memories with that pac verse

[Maully aka [Fitted Da Boss]]

word...i love that song...here go some other throwback shit...that im listenin 2 @ this moment...



Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga
See these other fools but you can't see me, nigga
Who am I? (It's Kurupt motherfucker)
Do or die (We gives a fuck motherfucker)
So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
The loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on this planet
Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna
grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!



You're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a U-turn quick
So what's happenin? I'm cappin shit up like a Western flick
The kinpin of the clique, top notch
17 shot Glock cocked, so all nigga drop
The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest
I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
Another motherfucker, gettin served like some cavy
Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
(plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt
Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin shit the fuck up
Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row
Mediocre motherfuckers die cuz I'm servin it
They can't fuck with or see me I'm mass murderin
[Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
[Niggaz don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
(I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich
(Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
[Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques


 

[The King]

"Now lie to her ass before she lie to you, just make sure to knock her teeth out of her mouth before she do."

"They must've sent me to the pen, WHY, i drank some Gin & start to wipe bitch completely out her Sins!!"

"Now knock her down & pick her Up / Just fuck her up & pick her Up / Just beat her up & pick her Up / Now kill a bitch & let God pick her Up!"

"Killed any babies today Bitch! Fucking little Demon! what if your moma wrapped yo ass in a plastic & left you in the trash can Screaming!"

"let me fly like a butterfly on CRUISE CONTROL, from the LA County jail to the Pen to Parole"


Man this ain't even close, Suga Free got the best one liners in the business.

[points]

Knoc dropped some of the hottest bars I've heard in a minute on Gangsta Lean.

I was raised in the hood on some treacherous streets
Never fell off or accepted defeat
"Why you so mad, Knoc?"
Never had peace.  I'm sick of this bullshit I always got beef
Called a militia to bust in ya teeth
I ain't got no time to talk so nigga be brief
I drained all of my blood so a nigga can't leach
You know I go hard when I crip in these streets
You said I"m a bitch cause your bitch said hot
She all up in my ear like blah blah blah
"Knoc-Turn'al's a hustler, Knoc-Turn'al stay fly"
"They tried to kill you Knoc"
Yeah but I don't die.
'Cause I keep it G as red beans and rice
If you talking slick I'll end ya life
I'm judged by 12 and not carried by 6
If you don't like that, nigga, suck my dick

Then there's Bishop Lamont's chorus on Translator

I wish the game was reversed then my verse was the beat so you listen to me first then dance later.
I ain't dumbin' down shit. If you don't get it, get a fucking translator.

I also found a particular affection for these bars on I'm a Soldier

I must prevail no matter what the odds
If I have to I'll go to war with ancient gods just like Hercules
If you hurt my cheese I might have to offset the earth by a couple of degrees

The Game's Walk Thru The Sky and Just Beginning (Where I'm From) / Promise Land are both classic in my book.

Most of Tupac is classic but dude's from east coast though he rode west crazy - first national rapper in my opinion.