Текст (слова) песни: Bad Azz f Butch Cassidy, Ras Kass, Sylk - - 2001 4dr. Cadillac

 
[Chorus: Butch Cassidy] 
Up early in the morn` (the morn) 
I`m thinkin` as I yawn (I yawn) 
What am I gonna do? 
Well I should call my crew, I call my crew 
Man what a pretty day (pretty day) 
All the women wanna play (wanna play) 
But time is movin` fast 
So I should move my ass 
Come on 
 
[Bad Azz] 
Come on, let`s go, get out 
Let`s show `em what the West Coast about 
The street life, cars with switches, we live on TV 
Or next to the stars with riches, you couldn`t see me 
Smashin` in a Bentley Coupe through L.B. 
In an expensive suit, you tell me 
Me and Sylk-E. Fyne, platinum on this Blaqtoven beat 
And you`re in trouble like when you need a gat to go to sleep 
We hot nicks like Meth and Redman, make you Blackout 
Back that ass up, enter this and throw your back out 
We Thug to the Bone that`s why I keep it all `N Harmony 
And - still I rise, won`t you come along with me? 
Let`s hit the streets and feel the sunshine 
I`ve been out all day long and I ain`t even seen one-time 
Let`s hit the beach and then swerve through the Westside 
Let`s drink, toast, smoke and give it up for the best side 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Sylk-E. Fyne] 
I`m wakin` up early even before the sun crack 
Up collectin` my paper in a brown paper bag, with my nigga Bad 
Purse fat with a lot of cash 
While them bitches mad, we C-Walk and we smash 
Stomp and stampede over the emenies 
Still shinin` and glistenin`, you can catch me in the streets 
With my thugs, hoodstas and hustle-ahs 
I love my niggaz, I`m at the club with my niggaz 
Cause it ain`t my fault they say I`m the bossiest 
And it ain`t my fault me, Bad and Ras can floss our shit 
Ghetto stars we are own entourage 
We drive `em far, chauffers to roll our cars 
So hell yeah, Mr. Bad I`ma go with ya 
From sunset to sunrise cause we them go-getters 
And at the end of the yellow brick road 
It`s gold and platinum, so come on let`s roll 
 
[Chorus] - 2X 
 
[Ras Kass] 
I`m like a walkin` night club 
Wherever I go we got bud 
Nigga want some drink? I got a dub 
In these L.A. streets we got love 
Big booty hoes, we got hugs 
You got a motherfuckin` problem? - We got slugs, we got thugs 
Need a Romy on chrome, no place like home 
Benzes and Broughams, we all the same like clones 
(Lil`, lil`) Lil` niggaz with big homes 
We platinum in the streets, so the gettin` is good 
Be in mansions on the hill, heart still livin` in the hood 
I`m a Watts baby, 99th & McKinley 
Raised in C-arson so haters can come and get me 
Sun roof, 80 proof, still fo` much 
Certain songs and watch all the homies throw up 
We bang different sets but we all claim the West 
Let`s get rich nigga, please, collect the checks 
 
[Butch Cassidy] 
You don`t want to fool with us 
You best be cool with us 
Pretty ladies we wanna fuck 
I`ll never leave cause in the West I trust 
You don`t want to fool with us 
You best be cool with us 
Pretty ladies we wanna fuck 
I`ll never leave cause in the West I trust
 

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