Nothin 2 a Bo$$ Yukmouth (Ft. Benjilino)

[Yukmouth]
Haha... I can't believe you niggas
You can't be serious
You really thought since 'Pac died the West coast fell the fuck off, huh?
You thought since Dre ain't made a album, we flopped?
Fuck that shit nigga!
Rap-A-Lot for life nigga!
Yukmouth nigga!
West Coast don nigga!
What's wit it punk?!
It's nuthin to a boss nigga!
We been ridin on dubb's that spin nigga!
We been poppin bottles, nigga, since 'Pac was alive nigga
The West Coast is back you faggot ass fucks!

[Verse 1]
I'm from the West Coast and never-ever crip-walk
I'm like the Bird Man, platinum grill, big cross
An I'm tryin to sell a few mill like Kris Kross
I'm ultra cocky, tell a chicken get lost
Diss the boss an get ya lips ripped off
I let clips off
Ya whole click soft
What you know about a hundred on a wrist watch
Twenty on ya chicks watch
Loungin Gucci flip flops
And I bang in the club like Rick Rock
Yuk show you how to rock that real thug hip-hop
They ride lo-lo's
Yukmouth flip drops
Off the floor every year is a whip hop
Menage-a-trios all year if ya chick jock
With ten karats in my ear like big shot
Godzilla get the scrilla like Chris Rock
An I'ma bring the West back when my shit drop