[GREEN EYES]
West Side WOOP! WOOP!
West Side 92 Street Riders
[GREEN EYES]
I bangs Damus, me and Dock claim too
But we just don`t give a fuck, it`s the life we choose
Eight brews daily just to keep my mind focused
On the block everyday so my life it`s like hopeless
Dropped out the school and learnt the tricks of the trade
I was a crook but did whatever it took tryin` to get paid
My mind was made to be a soldier, I got two lives
And I lost one the day my nigga Pumpkin died
And it`s a shame the game got your own homie shady
So I lay up in the cut, hands clutch the 3.80
Ready to dump a nigga out, nigga this is F for death
And I`ma empty the motherfucker till he ain`t none left
And till my last breath, Green Eyes gon` be payin` dues
In the hood khaki suited up, pig tails and ?? shoes
[DOCK-B]
Well if you know like I know, was only two ways to go
Either the B or to P, crossin` out every C, 187 at the end
Best to tell your friends Dock B and Green Eyes on the ride again
[DOCK-B]
Comin` from the Wild West young Sick Dock from the F
Bangin` for the ?? gang, it`s a Family Swan thang
From the East - to the West - y`all know - who the best
Who tha fuck - wanna test - hot ones - to the chest
F-A-M-I-L-Y, you niggas know
Yellin` F till I`m still right before one nigga go
Out the door
B-Dog from head to toe
F hat, red Chucks may you motherfuckers know
On my way to ?? G-I
So we can hoo-ride
You bring tha pistolas
And I`m comin`
In a G-ride
The weed high
It`s the only way to go
Me smokin` on some loots on Bloods? Hell no!
[DOCK-B]
Well if you know like I know, was only two ways to go
Either the B or to P, crossin` out every C, 187 at the end
Best to tell your friends Dock B and Green Eyes on the ride again
Well if you know like I know, was only two ways to go
Either the B or to P, crossin` out every C, 187 at the end
Best to tell your friends Dock B and Green Eyes on the ride again
[GREEN EYES]
I`m back up on that ass, on the streets after three years
It`s me: Young Gangsta Green Eyes, Inglewood Y-G
And I`m straight fuckin` it up Blood cause I know I can do it this
And niggas from 9-Deuce recognize who`s tha truest
?? representer, enemy homicider
You know I`m a rider and I`m down with West Siders
Headed to Darby Park where my niggas hang and bang
7-7, 8-0, 9-Deuce we claim the same
[DOCK-B]
Everytime I look around
Somebody`s trying to test
Who bangin` on me
To get some stripes on their chests
What they really ain`t knowin`
Who they fuckin` with
A soldier from the West, born and raised in that shit
It`s only two thangs in life
That I`m really scared of
My momma and God, fuck a fool with a gun
You better bust with precision when you`re goin` on your mission
Cause if your ass missin it`s your grave body diggin`
So let the punk start
And aim for the heart
You won`t even close so I be back at the dark
Who the shit ain`t no game and I mean what I say
Come trip in my hood and you`ll get sprayed with the `K
It`s an everyday thang
For us to trip
Better come here quick
Either Blood or Crip
[DOCK-B]
Well if you know like I know, was only two ways to go
Either the B or to P crossin` out every C, 187 at the end
Best to tell your friends Dock B and Green Eyes on the ride again...
