Westside Ridah lyrics

by

Brotha Lynch Hung


[Produced By AC3 Beats]

[Intro]
My girl pressed record for me
That’s some real sh*t, like that’s gangster as f*ck
My n*gga AC3 on the, haha, look

[Verse 1]
While n*ggas want to hate I’m just out here doing my thing
Unofficial member of Strange, and getting change
Walk around in Cali protected, carry a thang
Black rag around my neck like a gangster, they think I bang
Compton, California and the Ill is where I hang
If you want it you can pull up with pistols and let em sang
I’m out here by myself n*gga, posted without a gang
My circle small as a dot, cause hella n*ggas done changed, b*tch
While n*ggas wait outside for some Jordans they can’t afford
I be in the classic Adidas, cashing out at the store
Money over b*tches, it come with pus*y galore
And some followers on foot or it’s nothing for me to score
I’m headed to the top, I don’t hang with n*ggas that’s poor
Ain’t gon do nothing but bring a n*gga down cause I got more
While n*ggas sit at home on their phones, I’m out on tour
Getting money, f*cking b*tches, and passing out on the, floor

[Hook][x2]
Straight rider, westside rider
I come from a county where they throwing their gang signs up
They show me love whenever a n*gga ride up
And shoot up parking lots whenever a n*gga line up

[Verse 2]
Ride by myself, cause I don’t trust these other n*ggas
I don’t f*ck with sucker n*ggas, sic them motherf*ckers, n*gga
Got a problem you can meet me at the Rutger n*gga
Came from the gutter n*gga, gang smooth as butter n*gga
I done had so many women it’s a damn shame
b*tches taking me serious when it’s all a damn game
It’s f*cking lame when b*tches dressing the damn same
Tryna impress these ugly b*tches, ain’t got no damn game
I think it’s funny cause b*tches don’t really give a f*ck
Tryna get a nut and a buck, and leave a n*gga stuck
sh*t out of luck and looking dumb cause you was tryna f*ck
Now this b*tch is nine months, she wasn’t fine as f*ck
You n*ggas nuts and there ain’t no pus*y that’s good enough
I’m all about this music and kill myself ‘fore I give it up
Huh, for some overused pus*y
This money is what’s gon push me to get it before you rookies n*gga

[Hook][x2]

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