west coast funk

coming wit dat west coast funk i smoke on da sunk an most yall chumps cant do what i do ima jus fuckin lose my brain like i got da clues on what i do so sue cause i know im sitting on da throne all alone in my zone coming at you like a drone so you best aton for what you did got a chip on my shoulder chopping down da boulder as im getting older an colder beauty in da eyes of tha beholder as im da titleholder i dont need anyone its fuck everyone cause ya spun a web of lies an dis applies to you its a surprise when i verbalize Im getting a grip so its a hop an a skip wit dis scholarship its all ownership im going down wit da ship ill always have dis chip in my heart from getting played