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Arthur Stern
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Yeah, West Coast, it's the flood (the mechanics)
Shout out Q, shout out the mechanics
You know I'mma tune this thing up one time
We're gonna bring it up to the north though you hear me
How to survive in Frisco when you got it
Keep your head on your pistol
Where the police hate the color of your skin
They'll set you up, make the wrong move then they might whip you up
And these niggas ain't no better, they'll kill you over pussy, shit if you let them
Me I'm trying to stay sucker free, but it's hard to do that when this where all the suckers be
But play important by your own, and never bring a bitch that you don't know to your home
'Cause these bitches hella shady, and they had a jack boys in your house with your babies
Lesson number one keep it straight
Lesson number two never break
Lesson number three fuck the internet
Can't slide through, you ain't from them jets
And lesson number four she gon' do whatever
You can never trust a Hoe
The right nigga, he can tell her when to go
Have her selling pussy from the point to the moon
And lesson number five, police and the haters wanna see you die
But you gotta stay alive cause your family and your kids wanna see you thrive
This is how it is on the west coast
Our pieces in the track with us
We ain't like you other rap niggas
(Why is that)
Because we live where we rap nigga
This how you survive on the west coast
Our pieces in the track with us
We ain't like you other rap niggas
(Why is that)
Because we live where we rap nigga
Let me tell you something about the bay
If you wasn't 415, then you was out the way
The town was built like a machine
And Richmond was the first that I seen sipping lean
And Frisco it was pimpy
And EPA niggas stayed on the murder mission
A small city like Marin
Stayed to they self but they always got it in
I learned a lot about the V
Can't forget Tone Tone, the homie RIP
You in the hood drive a hoop
'Cause niggas out dipping hitting shit like a group
Can't forget about the rebel
RIP to nothing niggas wasn't on your level
Hit them all to get fitted
Slapped a level five nigga hide that bitch
Don't volunteer information
'Cause you never know when you might end up at the station
Players want to stay alive
'Cause your family and your friends, want to see you thrive
This is how it is on the west coast
Our bitches in the trap with us
We ain't like you other rap niggas
(Why is that)
Because we live where we rap nigga
This how you survive on the west coast
Our bitches in the trap with us
We ain't like you other rap niggas
(Why is that)
Because we live where we rap nigga
Real niggas pay high
I know South Central 384 miles away
You feel me?, I just had to bring it up to the bay though, shout out Q
You know we fucked with you the long way
LA we fucked with you the long way
This Northern California though, Yung Lott
This how you survive on the west coast
Real shit
It don't matter where you at on the west side
This how it go down
It's lessons and rules to this shit(the mechanics)
It's guidelines to this shit
Niggas so respectful, bitch
Writer(s): Arthur John Stern
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