Текст песни DTTX f Bizz, Point Blank, Proper Dos - West Coast Got It
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[Chorus: Bizz]Everything you want in meThe West Coast got itIf you want some bomb sticky treesThe West Coast got itSpending on dubs and D`sThe West Coast got itAnd if it`s fine honey`s you needThe West Coast got it[DTTX]You know the West Coast got whatever you wantWe in the land of em dawgs ain`t no time to (?)And it`s all about getting paid in a major wayYou can say what say up in the land do it all dayThere ain`t no stopin` a player can`t you tellLike the e-mail, Scott tail, in in there, hit me nowLet it work for hot stanks and the city lifeAnd Dub C we just riders do it all nightWe the bash got you flossin the flashLatin thugs want a holler when I mash and don`t get it twistedWe got the bomb and it on in herePicture clear in the West got nothin to fear[Chorus: Bizz]Everything you want in meThe West Coast got itIf you want some bomb sticky treesThe West Coast got itSpending on dubs and D`sThe West Coast got itAnd if it`s fine honey`s you needThe West Coast got it[Proper Dos]We got what you need indeedSmokey rock with the finest weedI`ll make you bleed Cause we can slip either way in Southern CalSo your hospitality or the hospitalIf you wanna hate we can accommodateI`d rather put the top down And bump the sounds of the PhosgeneHittin corners slow like my tank is on EBut make tank is on Full ese, Im Frank VYou had love for me since Latin rappers kind of newBut ten years later you turn haterBut ese you a no brainer a no gamerA couple albums out but you still a no namerBut that`s on you cause I`m Low Pro`d outCould of got on the bus but now the bus rolled outSo now I`m bling bling and it time for a toastCause that`s how we do it on the wicked West Coast[Chorus: Bizz]Everything you want in meThe West Coast got itIf you want some bomb sticky treesThe West Coast got itSpending on dubs and D`sThe West Coast got itAnd if it`s fine honey`s you needThe West Coast got it[Point Blank]We got gold D`s and sticky treesPacked chrome heatTrick`s up my sleeve Baby keep that heat discreteWe worldwide so you already know it`s Low ProWhen we hit the concrete roll by your pad slowAnother hit but it ain`t that typeCreep the night then hits all rightBumping out you boom box late nightI got you loked up enoughTo break them suckas down your blockWe stayed heated with them platinum cuts, it don`t stopKeep it hot killer Cali style we flippin` them hits That make that bad little brick house smile feel the breezePalm trees and old gees satiate the streetsKnown for bring bomb beats always comin` completeIt`s Point Blank baby let it be knownWest Coast old San no bunch straight lava it`s onHold my on cause once again it on no doubtRepresentin` through the fullest baby doll and I`m out[Chorus: Bizz]Everything you want in meThe West Coast got itIf you want some bomb sticky treesThe West Coast got itSpending on dubs and D`sThe West Coast got itAnd if it`s fine honey`s you needThe West Coast got it