[Intro]
Ahaha niggas love turning this shit ol' switcheroo-ass, bitch made motherfuckers, just be friends
Outlaw nigga, Westside, throw it up, get it up (Never thought it would come through)
Hahaha.. used to had love for 'em, why you turnin' on me?
Why me? Yeah nigga westside, how you do it boy?
[Verse 1]
I went from, nothin' to somethin' now they all wanna see me fallin'
And the player haters hate to see a thug nigga ballin'
They say we hate the East coast, but that's funny
Got a lot of love for, any nigga gettin' money
I made a song about my enemies and niggas tripped
It was hip-hop until 2Pac fucked Biggie bitch
Y'all niggas hypocrites and bitch made
Now either love me or hate me but real thug niggas getting paid
Have me catchin' cases all across the nation
I went from jail to bail to barely on probation
They got a player facin' three-strikes
And we might, just blast God bless the child, that can get cash
But all these niggas turnin' and never learn
Got a long line of niggas player hatin' me but gettin' burned
Talk a lot of shit but you's a trick in drag
Like the MAC make you fall back and stick yo' ass for back stab
[Chorus]
Never thought it would come through
Used to had love for 'em, but now they turnin' on me?
Why me?
Why y'all trippin'?
Heheha
Used to had love for 'em, but now they turnin' on me?
Why me?
Ahaha niggas love turning this shit ol' switcheroo-ass, bitch made motherfuckers, just be friends
Outlaw nigga, Westside, throw it up, get it up (Never thought it would come through)
Hahaha.. used to had love for 'em, why you turnin' on me?
Why me? Yeah nigga westside, how you do it boy?
[Verse 1]
I went from, nothin' to somethin' now they all wanna see me fallin'
And the player haters hate to see a thug nigga ballin'
They say we hate the East coast, but that's funny
Got a lot of love for, any nigga gettin' money
I made a song about my enemies and niggas tripped
It was hip-hop until 2Pac fucked Biggie bitch
Y'all niggas hypocrites and bitch made
Now either love me or hate me but real thug niggas getting paid
Have me catchin' cases all across the nation
I went from jail to bail to barely on probation
They got a player facin' three-strikes
And we might, just blast God bless the child, that can get cash
But all these niggas turnin' and never learn
Got a long line of niggas player hatin' me but gettin' burned
Talk a lot of shit but you's a trick in drag
Like the MAC make you fall back and stick yo' ass for back stab
[Chorus]
Never thought it would come through
Used to had love for 'em, but now they turnin' on me?
Why me?
Why y'all trippin'?
Heheha
Used to had love for 'em, but now they turnin' on me?
Why me?
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