See I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

Where is my Ds

You know sometimes you gotta go back

Back in the time back to the basis

Til we understand what is goin' on

Okey

So yo KAM

Said what

Man real mother******* fags everywhere

And keep positions in the game and it's just ain't fare

How they call the shots and they make the choice

In this business real niggaz ain't got no voice

Rats in the videos catch small chat

Caught speed up in Cali' like they all that

I tried to get paid but I can't get far

Cause they don't never wanna see real ni**a Rap Star

But I was born with a creative mind

Inclined to resurrect the deaf

Dumb and blind"That's right"

A ni**a tried to troop so when I ride on you

Man only God knows what I'm gonna do

I roll through every ghetto and be in every state show

When I move it like I be movin' heavy weight

So all the places where y'all dip in and where y'all stay

Mayday cause ain't body save today

Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

Where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme

Make you wanna just get outta California

Then where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme

Make you wanna just get outta California

Devils gettin' mad

Radio and TV got niggaz doin' too much

Just tryin' to be Rap

All my niggaz on the front line battle or fight

And can't even get to shine

Man you know that ain't right

Killers and gangsters they ring my phone

And be askin' me: why I'm not on

A lot of dumb hateration just cause I'm in the nation

Can't get no love on TV or the Radio Station

The cold ramp torture the ni**a 'til he cracked

I just got to turn it down

Most of these crackers really whack

A damn shame it's so lame a ni**a case ignite

Right sometimes I think I do the same

That's where I might put it to tame

Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

Where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme

Make you wanna just get outta California

Then where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme

Make you wanna just get outta California

These fools liars they're all ain't nothin' but haters

They ain't thugs pimps or pushers these niggaz is big fakers

Drivin' big cars on 20 Inch rims

But will they help you blow"No" well alright then

They're suckers faggots blockers maggots

Dick jackers and some of them even ** *******

But you say I'm rude - uh I'm a nice dude

I just wind up knockin' out Ice Cube"SOLO"

So now my thugs say: Homie I don't need no record deal

Cause the East is the turf I'm just keepin' it real

And all my niggaz smokin' leafer cause ****'s gettin' deeper

Got them paranoid tryin' to avoid the Grim Reaper

Keepin' hands on their heats chucks on their feats

Wearin' white Ts and runnin' the streets

Cause it's all about money in this land of milkin' honey

So I'm down with Farhekahn ain't a damn thing funny ni**a

Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead

Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread

Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe

The whole West Coast to let you know

Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia

Never will I leave California

Where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme make you wanna just get outta California

Then where is my dreams

It's like a struggle to rhyme make you wanna just get outta California

Awww awww bang bang

Awww awww bang bang

Don't test me now bang bang

Awww awww bang bang

This is the Westcoast sound