Westside balla for life. Mad hops droppin bombs all over the floor, rubbin my game on yo face, straight thuggin to da core.
Switchin to my left, ball bouncin off yo head, you wonderin why why why did I even try,
Cuz I be makin fools of all you lil fakers, breakin yo ankles like Kobe on da Lakers.
All yall can do is juss stand on da sidelines, better yet grab a courtside seat when u pay da nonballa state fines.
