Yo bitch I'm callin' you out right now bitch/
Damn loc you say dat you be fuckin' rich/
But U ain't given shit back to tha hood/
Even ya own homies say ya ain't no fuckin' good/
I laugh at you makin' fake azz threats/
Talkin' about all tha homies ya gonna get/
Itz too late to talk about fuckin' peace/
Throw a couple of slugz at ya so dat tha murder rate will increase/
Do a drive through your own fuckin' hood/
Wut nigga U think I wouldn't dare or dat I even could/
Like I said bitch lets get dis shit started/
To start shit wit me U must of been fuckin' retarded/
Mothafucka darin' to step to a nigga like/
Boy you messin' around makin' tha wrong enemy/
I'm a tru gangsta ain't afraid to ride/
And when it comes to beef ain't no way I let shit slide/


Wut do ya'll think, be honest though fa real

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If she got got 4 fingerz up wit twisted in tha middle then shez a Westside lady
If He got 4 fingerz up wit twisted in tha middle then he's a Westside Baby