[Intro: ?]
Yeah, yeah, and it don't stop
And it don't quit, like this, you know what I'm sayin'
Rest in peace to Pain?
'72 to '92
West Side Nina Block
[Verse 1: JUNE DAWG]
I jumped out my bed early on a sunny day
Slipped on my khaki suit and grabbed the keys from my tray
Hit the block with my Glock on my side as I slide
Pancake front and back, it's West Side when I ride
Now rollin' on them D's, well, like I'm skipping across the ocean
I'm clownin' for some hoes so now I'm stuck in through a motion
Four niggas in my left lane movin' up fast
With they strap in they lap now I know they ready to blast
So I ask, myself, what shall I do?
K-Low is ridin' shotgun, he got the deuce deuce
I put my hand on my strap, snap back and attack
Six shots from my Glock, had to peel a cap back
So now I flex, what's next? You can't see me
I'm from the F, I'm def the capital I back to the double G
So what you wanna do? Ain't no shame in my pimpin'
Disrespect, I'll break your neck like if my name was OJ Simpson
I'm dippin' through your hood late night
Keep my finger on the trigga 'cause my shit is packed tight
Niggas bow down, to the YG
No mistakes I'ma make on the M-I-C
So let me, make sure y'all niggas recognize
That fools in my city droppin' down like flies
It's on, to the break of dawn, non-stop
Got sixteen in the clip and one locked in my Glock
[Hook]
"Can't run, can't hide, where you from?"
"West Side!"
Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block x2
"G's stroll on Figueroa, that's where you find me gangsta'd out"
[Verse 2: JUNE DAWG]
Next day, seven o'clock, one time is at my door
I took my stash and grabbed my cash and made my way out the window
But what do you know? Damn, man, I couldn't get far
One-time got me cuffed and found my caviar
So now it's straight to the county jail, ready to do my time in a cell
As I bail with B-Braze from the nine
Two years later now I'm back on the street
With my khakis extra creased watching for the police
In the cut coming up day by day (What?)
I'm servin' a big fat bomb caviet (What?)
It's no matter what you do and no matter what you say
Wrong move and get sprayed with the AK (Check it out)
But anyway let me flex, chin-checks when I wrecks
Servin' them niggas hollow points just to gain respect
With my Glock, tick tock, Nina Block, it don't stop
Drop cops with a pop, toe to toe you gets mopped
Now we's, on a mission just to gain control
In a '84 Coupe, servin' and swervin' on Figueroa
4 deep in a Jeep, don't sleep when we creep
My finger's on the trigga ready to serve that ass heat, nigga
[Hook]
"Can't run, can't hide, where you from?"
"West Side!"
Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block x2
"G's stroll on Figueroa, that's where you find me gangsta'd out"
[Verse 3: JUNE DAWG]
Late night, I'm laid back in a rag '63
Feelin' high as a kite off a sack of ET
Not knowing that some niggas steppin' up from the back
Straight dressed in all black with they strap, ready to crack
I put my hand on my Glock then I think it's too late
Because I'm hit by a motherfucking chrome .38
I regulate my mind and grab my strap once more
It's all the same, took aim, bust and laid him on the floor
I hopped out the tray and staggered all the way down the block
I came to a stop then a nigga had to drop
Hey, yo, I blinked out in the middle of the street
Woke up at MLK with my homies next to me
The flow that I flip is so gangstafied
It ain't no escapin' from that West Side, right (Right)
So let me take you on a mission and back
When you ends on Figueroa you know you besta pack your strap and, uh
Keep your, hands on your Glock
'Cause the shit don't stop with the crooked ass cops
It's the J to the U-N, back into the E
And it's just another day on the F-I-double-G, yo
[Outro: JUNE DAWG]
And it just don't stop
It's like that in the place to be
I got my nigga Waynie B
And I'm the J to the U-N, back into the E, yo (Nina Block, Nina Block)
[Hook]
"Can't run, can't hide, where you from?"
"West Side!"
Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block, Nina Block x2
