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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