West Side
The Game Lyrics

Step off the porch, rag hangin', West Side, that's what we bangin'
Leaving my home representing my gang on the West Side

Crucifix swingin' off my t-shirt, twistin' my fingers
Displaying my religious beliefs and gang signs

Impala Off-White, ski mask all black
Driving a white Impala while wearing a black ski mask

Adidas tracksuit, drawstrings, chokin' the MAC
Wearing an Adidas tracksuit and holding the MAC-10 gun tightly with its drawstrings

Got a couple bullets in it, gangstas slide in the rented
The MAC has bullets and the gang members slide in the rented car

Dumpin' out the window, fuck the world and everything in it
Shooting out of the car window, expressing disregard for the world and everything in it

I'm a west side nigga, ego trippin' and walkin' fast
Proudly identifying as a West Side gang member with a confident gait

Listenin' so we talkin' in codes to keep 'em off us
Using coded language to avoid detection by authorities

Draco, tote it, 36 shots
Carrying a Draco gun with 36 rounds

Don Julio got me loaded, don't think I'm not
The gang member is drunk on Don Julio and possibly high on drugs

Go mob on niggas, mob figures, mob triggers
Attacking enemies as a group with deadly weapons

Don't get your punk ass killed on Instagram Live, nigga
Warning others not to be reckless on social media and risk getting killed

My niggas rob niggas, bury you alive
The gang members rob and violently dispose of their victims

Let the bullets live inside niggas, ain't nowhere to hide
The bullets stay inside the victims, giving them no chance to escape or be found

It's survival of the fittest, boy, you fuckin' with the realest
The West Side gang is the toughest and most ruthless group around

Glock nine, blue steel, holster wrap the chinchilla
Carrying a blue Glock with a chinchilla-wrapped holster

Ain't no S on my chest, just the west on my back
Not a superhero, just a West Side gang member with a tattoo on my back

Born in trenches with the crack, swallow dope, shit the sack
Growing up in poverty and dealing drugs

If you frontin' it, come back, if I front, you bring it back
If the gang member gives you drugs on credit, you must pay back, but if he fronts the drugs, you must return them

Turn a bird to a Benz, park a Benz by the trap
Selling drugs to buy a luxurious car and parking it near the location where drugs are sold

Let 'em raid, we gon' flush, if you snitchin', you get touched
If police raid the drug stash, the gang will destroy the evidence and retaliate against any snitches

Tell my mama I'm on the run, not givin' a fuck
Not caring about being a wanted criminal and escaping from the authorities

Who want what? I put a team together, smash out
Challenging anyone who wants to fight the West Side gang and rallying a group to attack

Set you up, send a bitch over with her ass out
Deceiving and luring enemies with a woman who exposes herself

In California, we got them pictures niggas map out
Having maps of rival gangs and their locations in California

In California, we turn a mansion to a stash house
Using a luxurious house as a hiding place for drugs

I fuck around and leave a dub and they O.D. tonight
Selling drugs that are so strong they can cause clients to overdose and die

You in good hands, you know the Bloods gon' treat you right
Promising to take care of clients' drug needs as a member of the Bloods gang

Ain't tryna be your man, no, I don't trust 'em, I just beat it right
Not seeking a romantic relationship and only wanting physical pleasure

Gotta put her in a Uber just so I could sleep at night
Sending a woman away in an Uber after sex to avoid any potential danger or attachment

Never stop bangin', nigga, you know it's still Cedar, right?
Continuing to be a part of the Cedar Street gang

After this album, nigga, I gotta raise the feature price
Raising the price for music collaborations after gaining fame from this album