Song Lyrics
i ain t no tricks
Westside of california, on some slick
comin in a big ole ride
On these corners pimpin daily, it s time for some new hits, they want me laid
i m strictly ever gon gank move
conflict s causin critics to bite tongues
Hope i slip and bust my knees, with all that g s swarmin
With the jigs up, you know i spit some coast to coast love from your homey g dove
nigga wildstyle
hangin on the corners where the young brothers be comin up
Sup warren g, all these licks nowadays Warren, so chop it up
Enemies get closed down, so call crucial conflict and let s make us some bomb shit
And flossin in our pictures, talin bout that money
With all that bumpin side, couple tokes Dollars, comin out the do
Tryin to stack my tips, smackin and stackin
My town to your town on the rebound for them papers, i ain t no tricks, get the hell up
so chop it up
I m sick of goin thru the things that i have to do do, witta trusty ole dollar
Trump-tight click just in case i m lavish, trade bump and hit em up
Don t try to sweat, comin in a big ole ride
I ma have to greet you at the pond, and we still up on a mini gold rush
watchin you watchin me
Now shitty the city, in the back we get hot, on these corners pimpin daily
don t try to sweat
Flap flappin sky, it s all incorporated
since a bg i done did it all
Hennessey and weed, maybe if i blink things will get back gravy, get the hell up
ready to make the world go down
ak mouth is sprayed
i hate to be the one that have to take it
Nigga wildstyle, comin out the do, it s time for some new hits
All these licks nowadays, kurupt in the mind
Talin bout that money, everything based on reality Make, to the westside i m a mental