WEST COAST

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TIC TOC NOW AS THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING, I CRIP HOP AND KEEP THE SUCCAS ON BURNIN/
LEARNIN HOW TO ROCC THE MIC LIKE NO OTHER, AND IM BANGING ON YOU FAG PUNK WACC MUTHAFUCCAS/
LISTEN UP CAUSE IM ABOUT TO SPIT KNOWLEGE, STREET SMARTS THAT I DIDNT LEARN FROM COLLEGE/
I KEEP MY MIND OPEN AND FOCUSED ON THE HUSTLE, KNOCCING FAGETS OUT WITH THE FLEX OF MY MUSCLE/
YOU SEE ME ON THE STREETS NO ABERCROMBIE FITCH, ILL ROB YOU FOR YOUR MONEY MOMMY AND BITCH/
I WILL KILL YOUR FAMILY STRAIGHT MURDER NO REMORSE, IM A COLD BLOODED KILLER BURN YOU ALIVE OF COARSE/
AND LIKE JESSE JAMES ROLLING ON THE WEST COAST CHOPPERS, DODGIN ALL THE BULLETS DITCHIN WEST COAST COPPERS.