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Wessyde

I'm posted up in a Cutlass hoo-bangin in a bucket

Hennessy got a n***a mind shifted so f**k it

Told you muthaf**kas we was back droppin amity

Riders on deck Chuck T's my calamity

Servin any n***as tryin to dip on them whips

100 spokes gold thangs so I bangs with the clip

I slides like a Klingon

Hit the switch and leave that a*s froze like freon

It's them mad-a*s Cartel gangsters

Throwin bolos so f**k what Bo knows cause I'ma bank ya

Put your a*s on some crutches

Stackin ends like the Dutches

Counterreact for the attack like Marcus Allen rushes

It's that Westside rider Rhime Son like that

In a 'burban still swervin sippin on a cognac

With my tag team Prode'je n***a you couldn't f**k with the realest

We get in that a*s like Bruce Willis

B***h

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Westside

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Eastside rider

Get up get up get up get up get up

Yeah

Get up get up get up get up get up

N***a

Get up get up get up get up get up

Peep game

Get up get up get up get up get up

Well sit your punk-a*s down

down

Eastside rider

Predatory like the Terminator mo' game than Sega

How many muthaf**kas wanna step to this omega

Supreme the 44 cocked for the cream

I fiend for the green so the gee's on the scene

My diamond's in the back but your diamond's in my pocket

I knock your jaws loose flyin things like a rocket

You couldn't stop it cause 6-4's yeah we drops it

Comin for your

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Slingin muthaf**kin toxic

N***as never loc unless you worry S C

Cause many muthaf**kas I can bury O G

But when you close your eyes it's the gees comin atcha

Khakis Chuck T's Beefy-Tee's I'ma gatcha

Steady dippin things whippin am I crippin

N***as hate a player so the playa-hatas trippin

When the Rhime Son ridin shotgun n***as see the blues

And we don't give a f**k about yo crews

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Eastside rider

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Wessyde

Get up get up get up get up get up

Haha

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Geah

Get up get up get up get up get up

1996

Get up get up get up get up get up

Sit yo a*s down

Down

Cartel riders

I'm dippin back to the hood ragged up too deep

Extended clips hollow tips Murder Squad don't sleep

I'm terrorizin a terroist f**k Hussein and his posse

Expanded flows hot 44's khaki saggin f**k a Nazi

I'm mobbin block to block chronic got a n***a on twist

I gets deeper than the death so muthaf**k the Abyss

It's the S C O G

Who I be

H-a-v

96 in your s**t Rhime Son and Prode'je

Cause we be swingin 17 makin muthaf**kas over

Comin through your hoods like a muthaf**kin soldier

Gangsta rap is over muthaf**kas how you figure

Cause bein anti-gee is like bein anti-n***a

They try to put to bed but the gee is never sleepin

I'm down with TLC cause the n***a sho' creepin

The chronic flows as it grows you'se a witness

So sit the f**k down and let the gees handle business

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Westside

Funk you right on up

We gonna funk you right on up

Eastside rider

Get up get up get up get up get up

Yeah

Get up get up get up get up get up

N***a

Get up get up get up get up get up

Busters

Get up get up get up get up get up

Sit your punk-a*s down

down

N***a right

Westside and Eastside on a mission n***a

199-c-c muthaf**kas

South Central Cartel beatin yo a*s since '91

And it don't stop

Never that never that n***a

199 to infinity

Prode'je and Rhime Son fool