from da westside

( betta play yo hand rite or its on sight ill pull up wid dat pipe an dem bullets take flight des pussy terrifide i can i see it in dey eyes im from da westside wer des pussy get chestized) im da reaper at yo bed side u can run but u cant hide wen up da choppa opps getin fried des pussy changin colors like its hair dye des bussa claim dey real but dat was a lie ima monsta on da inside call me mr hyde we strapped up an ready 2 ride des bussa talkin till dat choppa leave em tongue tied des pussy thnk dey bout dat life till we sho em wat its like an smoke em wid da pipe an leave em fightin fo dey life wen i bang dem 45s u aint comin back alive ill take yo life an send yo ass 2 da light