Lud Foe – West Side lyrics

[Intro]
Out west shit nigga, 290 shit nigga straight gang shit nigga
Lud Foe in this bitch nigga, Cago Leek in this bitch nigga
Straight gang shit nigga
You know how we rocking nigga
Get yo guns up get yo funds up
You on opp shit get mopsticks bitch
Gang, Aye


[Hook]
West Side, on the west side where the tec's ride
45's and Glock 9's, we do homicides
Thick hoes them big booty bitches be the best kind
Colorblind, i'm colorblind I see dollar signs


[Hook]


[Verse 1: Lud Foe]
Shots fired that's ya man down on the west side
Pick him up he run off with that work, you get hog-tied
Stick him up, fuck about no hoe if she gulp
Imma dick ha up, posted in the trap sellin dope
Watch me whip it up
Male Gigolo I be fuckin hoes
Get exposed, get yo white tee filled with bullet holes
With the folks, yeah the oldheads they originals
New bitch, and she bow legged and pigeon toed
Red Beam it's a red beam on this ruger nose
Murder Scene
Then we leave the scene then go kick a door
I call up plug ,Im runnin outta drugs, gotta get some mo
Hit the club, bitches give me hug, cuz im finna blow
Tryna go
You know how I how I rock, and you know how I roll
I'm [from] a nigga that don't twitter beef, just shoot up the show
I was a shorty been tote a 40 since booger nose
Trappin how bitches with quarter ounces in dey pantyhose
I want foreign shoes
I want foreign clothes
I want foreign broads
Foreign food
I want foreign jewels and a foreign knot
Ridin round in a foreign car with a tank top
Catch a body, I got foreign lawyer make the case drop
Ridin down on a opp's block, we got Glocks
A nascar
This a fast car is a drop top
Fuck this foreign car i need a bigger watch (vroom vroom)
Niggas dyin lotta opps dyin nigga (boom boom)




[Verse 2: Cago Leek]
I want a lot of money, lot clothes, and alot of true trues
Bussin hoes I beat hittin beats in the booth booth
I be rockin Robin's and rock a lot of true trues
We be catchin homies by ya homie on the news too
Riding everyday niggas better go and take the same way
Rapping like some candy everyday bitch it's a payday
I only rock with heavies the shorties in the way way
2012 bitch we had the A goin cra cra
Selling L's all way in the back me a bae bae
Fridays it be like a movie starring Dae Dae
Been afraid, I been had the juice like some minute maid
Whipping ya
Yeah I got people thinking I am a slave
I got blue faces, yea that shit make you catch some new cases
All white diamonds in my chain, bitch I'm too racist
Ridin in that foreign, bitch you know we do race
Nut all in her mouth , chilling like some toothpaste
I been at the top, yea you niggas too late
You say that you real, I know that you too fake
Ballin with my niggas yea you know we spend that new cake
New racks, new strap, bitch I need a new same





[Verse 3: Lud Foe]
Get out and dodge, get out and dodge
Choppa bullets rip ya body parts, ya body parts
I just bought a 4 fin that's my new best friend
Get my coke from columbian and the mexicans
Cago say he wanna spike I might get a Lambo
Extra clip in my pocket I run out of ammo
I see you niggas tryna copy me
They watching me
I don't need no fucking prodigy, fuck a prodigy
Eat these bullets bon appetite
You want a feast
You get kidnapped for that money bitch
You might not get released
Pussy nigga we got foreign clips, we got foreign whips
Leave the club with a foreign bitch on some porn shit
New rose gold rollio that's a foreign wrist
When I piss I see Actavis cause I be pourin it
Give no fuck bout no beef bitch I'm on some street shit
So I hope you got yo heat since you wanna sneak diss
Fuck Nigga