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[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh, I used to live at Hawthorne
Off 135th Street, Slauson
Right off 54th Street, Crenshaw
Where Nipsey run the city, roll with me
Where the homies throw up, Rolling 60s, Eastside Rolling 20s
Where 30s be throwing up, Rolling 40s, they all know me
As the OG rolling, wild wild western
We outside like the weather
Out rhyme all your prime put together
King Bully, Mafia Crip, cookies in the crib, cook in Inglewood
Hollywood hooking, Melrose hotel
Hoes the same old and samе old, Venice Beach on thе beach
In the heat with my heat, in my street clothes, khakis
Tees and Chuck T's, saggin with the blue rag
Bandana paisleys, the streets said, "Paint me blue"
So I do what I do til my day coming, I take one
I'm coming straight from the (Wild wild West)
[Chorus]
Yeah, where every day we put our life on the line for the set
This the (Wild wild West)
In the school of hard knocks, you gotta pass every test
In the (Wild wild West)
Where they shoot you close range or put a hole through your vest
This the (Wild wild West)
The the West, the West (The Wild, the Wild, the Wild)
Yeah, uh, I used to live at Hawthorne
Off 135th Street, Slauson
Right off 54th Street, Crenshaw
Where Nipsey run the city, roll with me
Where the homies throw up, Rolling 60s, Eastside Rolling 20s
Where 30s be throwing up, Rolling 40s, they all know me
As the OG rolling, wild wild western
We outside like the weather
Out rhyme all your prime put together
King Bully, Mafia Crip, cookies in the crib, cook in Inglewood
Hollywood hooking, Melrose hotel
Hoes the same old and samе old, Venice Beach on thе beach
In the heat with my heat, in my street clothes, khakis
Tees and Chuck T's, saggin with the blue rag
Bandana paisleys, the streets said, "Paint me blue"
So I do what I do til my day coming, I take one
I'm coming straight from the (Wild wild West)
[Chorus]
Yeah, where every day we put our life on the line for the set
This the (Wild wild West)
In the school of hard knocks, you gotta pass every test
In the (Wild wild West)
Where they shoot you close range or put a hole through your vest
This the (Wild wild West)
The the West, the West (The Wild, the Wild, the Wild)
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