(feat. Xzibit)



West, South Central



[Verse 1: Ras Kass]

If money ain't foldin' homie I'm not rollin'

Talk a gang of shit, spit out my colon

Rip Dog and Non-Affiliated made us, we dirt

Make you wanna go to the swap meet and buy a white t-shirt

What's a G worth

The turf we lurk was worth a G before my birth

I walk these streets throwin' dirt wads

99th and Watts, playin' in the feed lots

We not afraid to bang, go to keys knot

And knees off, summertime swim in that real rugged piece off

Then see y'all, let a nigga know

What info gat, Beretta nigga know

Talkin' bout a po-po, undercover in the low-low

Tryin' to extort you for yo dough

That's a no, no

Take 3 outta 4 like the Late Show



[Chorus]

Bounce, rock, Golden State

From the place where the one time is known to hate

What's right, what's wrong, erase the line

Make up ya mind and choose ya side

Bounce, rock, Golden State

From the place where the one time is known to hate

What's right, what's wrong, cross the line

Off everything I love, I'ma handle mine



[Verse 2: Saafir]

I'm sick of these punk ass po-po's

Bendin' my corners in slow-mo, lookin' for my cuzo

In the west-bound to DP

To Bernie Park down to Dog Town, West Coast to roll, it's hot now

With choppers that spit them hollow point tips

To get off that shit, between they come and they lips

I keeps it cause I heard the streets runnin' this shit

My nigga Rafe doin' eleven in the Fed, to the head

Off the Motorola kite, late night life (What chu' dealin' with)

I'm gettin' rich so we can get bricks that you can end with

And if you from the pen then pesos and yen

Even then them boys behind me

The government poised but I got L's, gats, insurance

And I'm ridin' with a decoy slumpin'

The coast is clear, yo the roast is here



[Chorus]



[Golden State Warriors]

Talk the street life, walk the street life

Love the street life, live the street life

By the street life, supply the street life

Ride and stay tight, what's that life like

Talk the street life, walk the street life

Love the street life, live the street life

By the street life, supply the street life

Ride and stay tight, what's that life like



[Verse 3: Xzibit]

I could care less who was suckin' on the president's dick

While me people formin' habits they can't kick

Makin' me sick to my stomach

And you can try to look away

But everyday I'm reminded that we came from it

We got our name from it

I set the tone, loose chrome, flesh and bone

And protect my own

I ain't unique there's five million of us runnin' the streets

And the rest is on lockdown for tryin' to hold the block down

I gotta a right to be hostile

Used to drink a little Henny and cool it

Now I abuse it

My only justice is when I lock, load, aim, and use it

Smooth the trigga, fill the whole room with chamber music

I know niggas that had it all and blew it

Had like a big-body Mercedes so get into it

Smash the gas pedal, heavy-metal

It's the never-ending saga of God versus the Devil



[Chorus x2]