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[Produced by DJ Mustard]

[Intro]
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga

[Hook]
Nigga, I'm from BPT
(Westside, westside, westside, westside nigga)
TTP
(What block? What block? What block? What block?)
400, Spruce Street
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
Nigga, kill off all beef

[Verse 1]
I’m a Westside get brackin' in the back like what’s happnin'
That 40 Glock snap like Insta, ain't no need for a caption
I got put on by four niggas, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my stuff like a young nigga, that's how I'm s'posed to handle it
'Hamad threw a right, duck, hit him with the left, bop-bop!
Two to the chin, bop! One to the chest
One to the ribs, the haymaker didn't connect
Dropped him but didn't stomp him cause that's disrespect
That's how I got put on
Tree Top Bompton, yeah I got put on
It was hard in the hood
I was rappin', my homies sellin' hard in the hood
I know Game from cedar block, Dot from the West
That was [static] that popped what's his name in his chest
Just got a call, the homies just got bust on
Niggas gotta go, we can't prolong