[Verse 1]
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
See them fools in the back, actin' like they don’t know
It's that Hall of Famer lifestyle, you just a rook
While they be calling me every name in the book
These fools wanna' know: "is this n***a’s money straight?"
N***a I been chillin', homie since '88
N***a, the villain, be killin' it
Ya'll n***as barely be relevant
Ya'll n***as pay to be famous
I pull it all for the hell of it
V-I-L-L-A-I-N, it's that black n***a Ren, back at it once again
Hub City, homie, gotta' rep it to the end
Hub City, homie, bouta’ rep it to the end

[Chorus]
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow

[Verse 2]
This that West Coast shit, real n***as want more
This that "ruff, ruff" shit, get your ass on the floor
This that, I wish a n***a would test me one more
You n***as be soft as a blanket
So fake, I can’t even take it
Gimme' your shit to re-make it
Maybe this n***as’ll take it
C-H-I-L-L-I-N, mad scientist bouta' bust once again
If it ain't rough, it ain't me, I thought I told ya
C-P-T, breathe nothing but soldiers
C-P-T, we make it do what It’s supposed to
C-P-T, we make it do what It's supposed to

[Chorus]
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coast villain n***a, California flow
This that West Coa-
West Coast, California
West Coast, California
West Coast, California
West Coast, California