[Intro] Ooh (L-L-L-Lethal) It's cici [Chorus: cici] Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time [Verse 1: cici] Westside to your grand kinds, and they damn kids Oh my gosh, girl, it's Remble I can't stand him Well damn bitch, then you prolly have to sit down Can't stand me and I ain't even lay no dick down Big GLOCK, this here will get a nigga flip-flop Aim it at his feet, have him doing the crip walk Stick, this chop can make a nigga shit his pants This chop can make a nigga start to feel like Jeremy Lin Shoot him in his back and make sure he never walk again Shoot him in his head and make sure he never talk again Bend a corner, throw up dubs when I'm walkin' in I'm really known to play with drums like a marching band[Chorus: Remble] Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time [Verse 2: cici Northside to the Eastside, where we C-Slide And I been totin' blowers since knee-high Straight fifth, with a tint with a .45 Green light on a lick when it's go time All eyes on me when it's showtime And I been goin' nuts, you can hold mine Like a baby's first word, man I blow mine And that bustdown fake if it tell time He was crying in a room, he a snitch, huh Big guns, all blues, I don't do ones I don't care 'bout an op, I'll shoot one And that tank turnin' bronze, need a new one, nigga [Chorus: cici Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time Westside to the westside, got a .45 Sent a prayer up to god that I don't die I be dressed in all black when I go ride If the homies say it's on then it's go time