Woodie] 

It's that W-E-S-T, T-W-O-M-P 

Represent and I'll pretend 

That W double O-D-I-E 

That took the Y-O-C up out of East Co. Co. 

And let it be known 

That there's some major shit 

Crakin' off in the deep East Bay and G's roll 

From block to block with automatic chops, 

Removable stocks, and extra clips 

And mob shots pushin' crank bombs 

And yet these bottles make all of us flip 

I never did much slangin' for bangin' pursuited hard 

Why the fuck you think they always keepin' norteños off the yard 

Cuz we smash on the enemy 

Northern Cal is our vicinity 

Tryin' to run shit on our side of the map 

Get blown back with artillery 

It's a known fact we're rivaled by many 

But that don't mean a thang 

A little more quantity 

But a higher quality's got to keep domain 

So when we gather our troops 

To rowdy your boots 

Don't be shot cuz I warned ya 

Come to the topside of California 

See northsiders on every corner 

Throwin' up that mighty N-A 

Packin' heat, holdin' a fort down 

And if you disagree your out of pocket 

Comin' up short now 



[Woodie] 

[Chorus] 

All who wear them bloody rags hang 

Larks and cutty's back swang 

Mind your own and do your thang 

If you don't wanna gangbang 

But if you get the set trippin' 

And that sound come out your mouth 

Or you disrespectin' north 

Than bet your death will come about 

All who wear them bloody rags hang 

Larks and cutty's back swang 

Baller's rap the fat chains 

And the money stacks claim 

Different lies everyday 

Police always on the way 

But hey 

That's how we live in the bay 



[Lil' Los] 

If you can't stand the heat 

Then get the fuck out the kitchen 

Cuz ammunition that I'm dishin' 

Best believe it ain't missin' 

The clock is tickin' 

I'm trippin' 

The steel that I'm grippin's askin me 

How the fuck I got myself in this position 



It's easy the town I'm in gave me a complex 

They gots me snappin' and flashin' 

Over some nonsense 

So buckle up 

And keep your chest covered up 

I'll grab my clip, stuff it up 

Now it's time to fuck shit up 

And times are tough 

But their only gonna get tougher 

My barrels payin' thunder 

Leavin' suckas smothered for colors 

I'm comin' out the gutters with cutters 

That be cuttin' muthafuckas in my way 

In the bay 

In that game where you don't play 

And it's too late 

You clocked in 

Now there ain't no stoppin' 

Choppers from choppin' 

When you make it to my top ten 

I'm lost in the zone goin' crazy 

Good, I'll shake it 

There ain't nothin' that can save me 

From the way the streets raised me 

[Chorus] 



[Woodie] 

Death could come at any moment 

I've been walkin' there for years 

Since I swallowed all my fears 

And started holdin' back my tears 

It seems the only way to keep my heart pumpin' 

Now is to represent 

And keep the names alive 

Of the those homies already dead 

And when I know I ain't evil 

But it's evident I ain't heaven sent 

How could I be when I done committed 

Each of the deadly seven sins 

A product of my environment 

That's bullshit I ain't buyin' it 

Been a killa since birth 

It's in my blood 

There's no denying it 

We got our own constitution 

Northerners organized 

And believe it or not 

This love amongst us 

All sometimes disguised 

Tried to hold a job 

A couple of times 

But fuck a nine to five 

Suckas tellin' me what to do 

I'd rather be shot and buried alive 

Just let me ride 

Let me kick it 

Drink my 40's 

I admit it 

I'm addicted 

I can't get enough 

To shake it out my system 

And my fellow homies feel the same 

And out the trenches of the bay 

Takin' it day by day 

One step at a time 

Closer to our grave 



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