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Slippin', slidin', glidin', low ridin' Ain't no hidin' from this hit Fool, you know how we do it West Side, I'm comin' from the West Side West Side, it's hittin' on the West Side, yeah, fool Ain't nuttin' goin' on but the bomb-ass rap song Hittin' all night long Just like me on the black and white ivory Gettin' six on artillery, you don't want to see a G Break yo' ass like dishes Buster-ass tricks, sleep with the fishes Runnin' from Lennox, up at Venice They wanna have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace But that ain't poppin', ain't no stoppin' Fo' hoppin', ass droppin' Coupe DeVille, my truth can kill Fool I got skills So back on up 'fore I check that chin Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn' You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it West Side It's bumpin' on the East Side It's slammin' on the South Side Makin noise on the North Side Chillin' with the homies, smellin' the bud Double parked and I'm talkin' to Dub About who got a plan, who got a plot Whom got, got and who got shot 'Cause everybody knows that he got the info Crazy Toones hangin' out the window Fool, I got them bomb-ass tapes 'Da Lench Mob', 'Planet Of The Apes' I'm down with Eih' and Watts Up 'Kam And Solo', they got nuts When Ice Cube write a sentence I want 'The Bomb', just like George Clinton S-K-D is down to catch a body Put on 'Knee Deep', we'll turn out your party You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it Fool, you know how we do it I'm hittin' on the West Side It's bumpin' on the East Side Slammin' on the South Side Makin' noise on the North Side Now Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick If you wanna jack me on a lick 'Cause I'm that fool from South Central You think you stuck yourself with a number 2 pencil That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass With 'Mo' Bounce To The Ounce' in the dash Mash up, Venice, headed for the West Everything is great, slow down for the dip On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin' Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin' Stashin' a glock and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it And you can't fade the R E M I X Goin' to the bank cashin' big fat checks What's next on the menu? Got a big fat booty to attend to, ooh With the rhythm it takes to dance to But we got to live too Mobbin' and robbin' and squabbin' and stealin' K-Dee and me, I got the feelin' And won't be happy 'til I'm platinum loc' The mic smoke and all the hoes are broke The freshest MC in the world, who is? You is, you know how we do it Fool, you know how we do it It's hittin' on the West Side It's bumpin' on the East Side Slammin' on the South Side Makin' noise on the North Side Ain't nuttin' goin on but the bomb-ass rap song Ain't nuttin' goin on but the bomb-ass rap song Ain't nuttin' goin on but the bomb-ass rap song Ain't nuttin' goin on but the bomb-ass rap song