| When the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up
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| So many of my niggas died
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| Better watch what you throw up
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| Niggas talking all that shit
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| But when the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up
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| Dear God, I now know what I’ve done
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| Through my thoughts and my actions
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| And the things that I’ve said
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| Sometimes by mistake and sometimes on purpose
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| Amen
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| Got my mind on this murder, and Problem so gassed up
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| Got a black Mac 11 and it hit like a Mac truck
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| Product of bad luck, played out on that movie screen
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| Had to scope with some killers, almost died from moving green
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| My mama a felon, my daddy so long gone
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| My grandmama died at 18, left me all alone
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| All I got is my guns, bandanas, some weed
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| Leave me with 2 dead brothers, my enemies gon' bleed
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| I’m masked up, suicidal, rest in peace to Hayes
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| Wasn’t no killers, swear my niggas seen some better days
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| When California have you stressed out, a million ways to die
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| Gotta pull that vest out, cause
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| When the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up
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| So many of my niggas died
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| Better watch what you throw up
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| Niggas talking all that shit
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| But when the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up
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| Fuck niggas gon' die, speaking homicide
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| Laid out in the street, let his mama cry
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| White chalk, black streets
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| Red rack, coke killer, watch 'em leak
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| Black on black crimes, killing our own brothers
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| But what the fuck can you do when you got on the wrong colors?
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| Take a breath, inhale, let it go, lights off
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| Have a problem, hit the switch, lay it low
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| Soon as you walk out the crib, we gon' blast
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| Hit the 110 and now the one time on your ass
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| In 4 minutes, you thought that you got away with it
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| Thought that shit was a dream, let us pray cause
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| When the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up
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| So many of my niggas died
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| Better watch what you throw up
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| Niggas talking all that shit
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| But when the gang signs go up
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| You see your life flash right before your eyes
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| And you know what
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| That’s how it is on the Westside
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| When the gang signs go up |