Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why Can't We Live Together, artist - Mystic Diversions. Album song Angel Soul, in the genre ЛаунджDate of issue: 21.10.2010
Record label: RDS Records
Song language: English
Why Can't We Live Together |
| Westside, westside |
| I’m from the westside, westside |
| Westside, westside |
| Westside, westside |
| My new girl in all black like Wednesday Adams |
| She used to go to private school |
| Got a cool attitude, I’m flattered |
| Don’t wanna talk about what don’t matter |
| Like how I used to ship out to Atlanta bumping Country Grammar |
| What would you do? |
| What would you do? |
| What would you do? |
| If you could get with me and my crew |
| What would you do? |
| If you could smoke with me and my crew |
| They wonder why we never leave the ghetto |
| I can’t get you out of my mind |
| I never leave the ghetto, no |
| I can’t get it out of my heart |
| Never leave the ghetto |
| Westside, westside |
| I’m so westside, westside |
| Never leave the ghetto |
| Westside, westside |
| Never leave the ghetto |
| Westside, westside |
| I’m a man of many hats |
| All my skills intact, vibe so laid back |
| Got the game to make these hoes react |
| They ain’t fuckin, we don’t call those back |
| I come at her like |
| Ay I like the way that ass bounce |
| Like you coming straight down from the bay |
| Young niggas, we don’t play |
| If your homie got a problem with the crew |
| That nigga better pray |
| Boy I do this every-day |
| If they fucking with the pay |
| I’m a hustler I’m gonna get it anyway, come on baby |
| The pussy wet, let me swim these laps |
| I never gave a fuck what you niggas say, whatchu saying |
| Man, shit ain’t rocket science |
| That bullshit you talking, I ain’t buying it |
| Got a nigga feeling violent |
| I wish you wack niggas retire |
| Cause ain’t none of you shit inspire me |
| You don’t meet the requirements |
| Weak pussy, like the bitches you ride with |
| And nigga I don’t need no sidekick |
| I be that fly nigga |
| Han solo slide dolo through the city |
| I don’t really need the promo |
| I know you see me nigga |
| Westside, westside for your mind one time |
| Eastside, eastside for your mind one time |
| Have you ever heard of a slaughter? |
| Don’t get caught slipping |
| Sipping on that Hennessy be getting niggas tripping |
| We grew up with bangers |
| Probably smoked a blunt with every fucking gang |
| It’s a D-E-S-T thang! |
| Good Joon from the SC, South Central |
| Moved to Pasadena from 106th and Denker |
| It’s true what they say |
| You can take a nigga out the hood, but the hood gone be in him |
| But I don’t want a issue |
| But if you need it I got a cool pair of hands and a big ass pistol |
| I just wanna see a movie with your sister |
| At the drive-in, blowing kush out the window |
| We only roll fat blunts, no pencils |
| Shit, I’m so West I dropped out of college |
| Started popping my collar, locked in with my niggas |
| Now we out here getting dollars, Momma told me to be a scholar |
| I told mama I’m a stoner |
| My first car was a green Impala, you shoulda known it |
| Pops found out from smelling my car |
| One morning after being with the homies |
| But he didn’t trip on me |
| Cause at that time, him and my grandma was still smoking |
| Apples don’t fall far from the tree |
| Whole family blow, got the whole house reeking |
| Bumping some G shit, probably sipping Olde English |
| I prefer Miller High Life when we party for no damn reason |
| Tis the season, to be sleazy |