The Top Guns here I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North and South We gonna sign this one off like this: Should I ill or do right? Make
that's right That's right girls, y'all are players (Players, players) To my west coast niggas I'm talkin' about Too short nigga, you in the house Short Dogg, peace out my man, that's right
Didn't fantasize kicked the pure facts Motherfuckers got scared 'cause they was unprepaired Who would tell it how it really was? Who dared? A motherfucker from the west coast
, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right
Thanks to dalyricalmaster@tupac.com for these lyrics. (Threat) What they screamin' when they shout? We boom you need some elbow room, that's right Who
now the war has probably started And a whole bunch of people have probably died Out there in the desert over some bullshit There's a war goin' on right
try to pert my lifestyle - romancing Overlord - so why the wack niggas ain't dead? Probably because my aim is over nigga's heads/ East coast - west coast
are my everything [Verse 2: Tweet] Can't fight the feelin' (Inside) Lovin' what I'm seein' (Your mine) The way your touchin' my body, babe (Feels right
West Coast, it's time to stand up We gon' unite 'round this motherf*** one time I'm callin' every real Crip And every real B dog to the table right now
I visualize success It look like right now What was once gray skies Is now white clouds And I did it with the ones y'all said was not the right crowd
me, okay Everybody know them Southern boys love that bass Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, Louisiana Mississippi, Tenekeys, every muthafuckin' state When we touchdown Go right
For all the time he been down, get him right up in the air With a couple of broads, get him right up in the air Mile High Club, get him right up in there
it grows in Oregon So I kept on going, going on right through I drove into Seattle rain, fell in love then missed the train That could have took me right
I'mma do you like Kanye (Yeah) 'Cause I'mma let you finish (Let you finish) You can get it (You can get it) Or we can do it East Coast style And I'll
it, let me think, I guess it's my turn Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns He say I'm bad, he probably right He pressing me like button
Feel this) East Coast feel me (Feel this) West Coast feel me (Say what?) Dirty South (Uh, here we go) Can y'all really feel me? (Baby girl) East Coast
listen good to what we have to say 'Cause when it comes to J.J. Fad you can get no play Supersonic Supersonic Now he's the freshest DJ from coast to coast
Midnight return, jacuzzi turned on Can you fill me in Whenever the coast was clear and she'd ask me to come out I'd say, "Hey girl, come on right around