Six million ways to mob, choose one
(Some-some-something about the West Coast)
It's somethin' in the water
(Something about the West Coast, it makes me wanna ride)
Six million ways to mob, choose one
(Some-some-something about the West Coast)
It's somethin' in the water
(Something about the West Coast, it makes me wanna ride)
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
You can't imagine the way that this cash feelin'
Don't know what's harder, the first or the last million
My last album took care of my grandchildren (Ayy)
You tried to win, cracked your head on the glass ceiling (Ow)
What it is? Sick wit' it, it is
The way this money look, I'll be signed to Sony for years
Micro-dosing 'shrooms and I might just go pop a thizz
They see that black 'Rari, they know that it's one of his (Vroom)
Ooh, realest in the room (Room)
Could fill a pool with all the alcohol that I consume (Ooh)
I'm coming this summer, yeah, it's safe to assume (What?)
I'm finna clean up using Golden State's broom
West Coast, real town business (Ayy)
Puma check just got cleared, Merry Christmas
More sales, you catchin' more L's
I drove here in a Scraper playin' this on four 12's
[Bridge: Richie Rich & G-Eazy]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
It's all love, yeah, and it's never better, look
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 2: Blueface]
Blueface, baby (Uh)
Yeah, yeah, a'ight (A'ight)
It's the face of the West Coast (Scoop)
Been mackin', I got more bitches than PetCo (Been mackin')
VVSs breakin' and bustin' like the Metro (Bussin')
West Side Yankees (Scoop)
Midtown business (Town Business)
Yeah, a'ight, schoolyard to the children (To the children)
Used to be broke, Cash Money got me healin' (West)
You can't show me how to make a mill' 'til you make a mill' (Bop)
Welcome to the West Coast (West Coast)
This the best coast (West Coast)
You can find the best hoes and the best dro
Doin' the dash in the Aston up and down Pico (Ooh)
Freak ho, my pants sag until the meat show (Ooh)
Yeah, a'ight, welcome to the meat show (To the meat show)
Two dicks, big pisser and a Glicko (Uh)
(Blueface, baby, big pisser and a Glicko)
Yeah a'ight, I like my money in blue faces, baby
I like fuckin', all my bitches, call me fucker
We can't fuck if you can't take the rug burn
[Chorus: Richie Rich & Blueface]
Something about the West Coast
Blueface, baby
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 3: ALLBLACK]
ALLBLACK
Is it Lake Merritt on Sunday or a game at the Oracle?
Is it them Too $hort type Gary Payton players from the Big O?
Is it that timeless tycoon style like Shakur and Mac Dre?
That's what they askin' when they hear ALLBLACK in they stereo
Corner store white tee's and a fifth of that dog water to go
Slappin' "Saturday Love," goin' dumb up out the window
I got Dirty Harry, no L's, I ain't stopping for Five-O (No L)
Chase some shit through Oakland, San Jose, Vallejo, and Frisco
Book your flight to this motherfucker and come feel the love
Gangbangin', sideshow swingin', home of the Bloods and Cuz (ALLBLACK)
I be with rich white boys you could've sworn was bums (That's me)
Spread the gang, feed your people, and come fuck with a thug
Can't nan nigga take the credit for the plays I run
Lendin' my wicked, face tatted like Jacob Nugs
Ain't hella tall, but I still bop on shit like Spud
That Black Panther, slash Doberman Pinsch' from the Dubs
BLACK
[Chorus: Richie Rich]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 4: YG]
West, west, west, west, west, west (West)
The bity on my back, got a hunnid racks on my chest (Yes)
You is now rockin' with the boolest nigga, instant flex (The boolest)
My socks like a cholo, and my shoes got Nike checks (Nike checks)
Z-z-z-z, pull the Sup' up to the 'jects
Z-z-z-z, as I chug up this Hen
Z-z-z-z, gotta keep this shit west (Bounce, bitch)
They like, "Damn, how YG and Blueface connect?" (Bounce, bounce, bounce)
Cause Bompton ain't playin' with you
Inglewood ain't playin' with you (Bang)
Long Beach ain't playin' with you (Nah)
Them gang ties stayin' with you (They stayin')
This game don't stop, nigga, you can't blow no damn whistle
(Uh-uh)
This shit forever, so I'll forever walk around with my pistol (4-Hunnid)
I'm the type to pull up on your bitch on her lunch break (On your bitch)
I'm the type, she see I wanna fuck, I got a fuck face (On your bitch)
I'm somewhere big boolin' on a Sunday (With your bitch)
Then it's white socks and hard bottoms and brazy girls on Monday
Ooh, west
[Outro: YG]
Y'all niggas know what it is (4-Hunnid)
Westside shit, nigga
Westside, nigga (Westside)
Pac voice
G-Eazy, what's happening, from the Bay to LA, nigga, yeah
Sé milliún ar bhealaí chun Mob, roghnaigh ceann amháin
(Roinnt-roinnt-rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair)
Tá sé rud éigin 'san uisce
(Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair, a dhéanann sé dom Want to turas)
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Ní féidir leat smaoineamh ar an mbealach go bhfuil an feelin airgid '
Níl a fhios agam cad atá níos deacra, an chéad fhomhíre nó an milliún deiridh
Ghlac mo albam deireanach aire do mo chlann clainne (Ayy)
Rinne tú a bhuachan, scáinte do cheann ar an tsíleáil ghloine (Ow)
An rud atá ann? WIT Breoite 'é, tá sé
An bealach seo cuma airgead, beidh mé a bheith sínithe ag Sony ar feadh na mblianta
Micri-dosing 'shrooms agus d'fhéadfadh liom dul díreach pop a thizz
Fheiceann siad go dubh 'Rari, tá a fhios acu go bhfuil sé ar cheann de chuid (Vroom)
Ooh, realest sa seomra (seomra)
Níorbh fhéidir a líonadh linn leis na halcól a ithe mé (Ooh)
Tá mé ag teacht an samhradh seo, yera yeah, tá sé sábháilte a glacadh leis (Cad é?)
Tá mé finna ghlanadh suas ag baint úsáide as broom Órga Stáit
West Coast, gnó baile fíor (Ayy)
Púma seiceáil ach fuair glanta, Nollaig Shona
Níos mó díolacháin, catchin tú 'níos L's
Thiomáin mé anseo i playin Scraper 'seo ar cheithre 12 s
[Droichead: Richie Méith & G-Eazy]
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
Tá sé ar fad grá, yeah, agus tá sé riamh níos fearr, cuma
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
[Verse 2: Blueface]
Blueface, leanbh (Uh)
Yeah, yera yeah, a'ight (A'ight)
Tá sé an aghaidh an Chósta an Iarthair (Scoop)
Mackin Been ', fuair mé níos mó ná bitches Petco (Mackin Been')
VVSs Breakin 'agus Bustin' cosúil leis an Metro (Bussin ')
West Side Yankees (Scoop)
gnó midtown (Baile Gnó)
Yeah, a'ight, chlós leis na páistí (Le na páistí)
A úsáidtear chun bheith bhris, fuair Airgead Tirim Airgead mé healin '(Iarthar)
Ní féidir leat a thaispeáint dom conas a dhéanamh muileann '' Til dhéanann tú muileann '(BOP)
Fáilte chuig an Chósta an Iarthair (West Coast)
Seo an chósta is fearr (West Coast)
Is féidir leat teacht ar an grafóga is fearr agus an Dro fearr
Doin 'an Fleasc sa Aston suas agus síos Pico (Ooh)
Freak ho, sag mo pants dtí an seó feoil (Ooh)
Yeah, a'ight, fáilte roimh an seó feola (Chun an seó feola)
Dhá dicks, pisser mór agus a Glicko (Uh)
(Blueface, leanbh, pisser mór agus a Glicko)
Yeah a'ight, is maith liom mo chuid airgid i aghaidheanna gorm, leanbh
Maith liom fuckin ', gach mo bitches, fucker dom glao
Ní féidir linn a fuck más rud é nach féidir leat a chur ar an sruthán rug
[Chorus: Richie Méith & Blueface]
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Blueface, leanbh
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
[Verse 3: ALLBLACK]
ALLBLACK
An bhfuil sé Loch Merritt ar an Domhnach nó cluiche ar an Oracle?
An bhfuil sé iad Too $ imreoirí de chineál hort Gary Payton ón O Big?
An bhfuil sé go bhfuil stíl tycoon timeless cosúil Shakur agus Mac Dre?
Sin an méid Askin acu 'nuair a chloiseann siad ALLBLACK in siad steirió
siopa cúinne bán tee agus aon chúigiú den uisce madra chun dul
Slappin ' "Dé Sathairn Grá," goin' suas balbh amach an fhuinneog
Fuair mé Salach Harry, ní L's, níl mé ag stopadh do Cúig-O (Uimh L)
Chase ar roinnt cac trí Oakland, San Jose, Vallejo, agus Frisco
Leabhar do eitilt go dtí an motherfucker agus teacht bhraitheann an grá
Gangbangin ', Swingin sideshow', baile an Bloods agus Cuz (ALLBLACK)
Mé le buachaillí bána saibhir fhéadfaí tú mhionn a bhí tóineanna (Sin dom)
Scaip an gang, beatha do dhaoine, agus teacht ag fuck le thug
Ní féidir nan nigga chur ar an creidmheas do na drámaí rith liom
Lendin 'mo wicked, aghaidh tatted cosúil Jacob nugs
Nach Hella ard, ach tá mé le Comhardú na nÍocaíochtaí fós ar cac cosúil Spud
Go Black Panther, Slais Doberman Pinsch 'ó na Dubs
BLACK
[Chorus: Richie Méith]
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
Rud éigin mar gheall ar an Chósta an Iarthair
Déanann sé dom Want a thiomána
Croith é Baile Thiar
Caith lámha ya suas, a ligean ar turas
Go dtí an chathair ar an ardán
É a chur ar an duine, a fháil ya comhlacht ar an urlár rince
[Verse 4: YG]
West, siar, siar, siar, siar, siar (Iarthar)
An bity ar mo chúl, bhí racaí hunnid ar mo bhrollach (Tá)
Tá tú rockin anois 'leis an nigga boolest, toirt flex (An boolest)
Mo stocaí cosúil le Cholo, agus mo bhróga fuair seiceálacha Nike (seiceálacha Nike)
Z-z-z-z, tarraingt an Sup 'suas go dtí an' jects
Z-z-z-z, mar a chug mé suas an gCearc
Z-z-z-z, gotta choinneáil thiar cac (Preab, soith)
Is maith leo, "Damn, conas YG agus Blueface nascadh?" (Preab, Preab, Preab)
Cúis nach bhfuil Bompton playin 'in éineacht leat
Níl Inglewood playin 'in éineacht leat (Bang)
Níl Long Beach playin 'a bhfuil tú (Nah)
Iad naisc gang stayin 'a bhfuil tú (stayin siad')
Ní gá an cluiche a stopadh, nigga, ní féidir leat buille ar bith diabhal fheadóg
(Uh-uh)
Seo cac go deo, mar sin beidh mé ag siúl go deo timpeall le mo pistol (4-Hunnid)
Tá mé an cineál a tharraingt suas ar do soith ar a sos lóin (Ar do soith)
Tá mé an cineál, féach sí mé ag iarraidh a fuck, fuair mé ar aghaidh ag fuck (Ar do soith)
Tá mé boolin áit éigin mór 'ar an Domhnach (Le do soith)
Ansin, tá sé stocaí bána agus íochtair crua agus cailíní brazy ar an Luan
Ooh, siar ó
[Outro: YG]
niggas y'all a fhios a bhfuil sé (4-Hunnid)
cac Baile Thiar, nigga
Taobh Thiar, nigga (Westside)
Pac guth
G-Eazy, céard atá ag tarlú, ó Bhá go LA, nigga, yeah