We Da Westside Terrorist
[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Come on, GlockBoyz, n***a
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as be scared of us
Come on
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as—
(BangThatShit)
[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as be scared of us
'Cause we'll fuck your bitch, beat your ass and shoot your brother up
I'm with the robbers, boy, don't makе us fuck the party up
He got a chain and he with us, thеn it ain't never tucked
These hoes love fuckin' with me, I got my money up
Man, name a n***a beefin' with us who ain't got shot up
Baby, I'm like beyond tint, really ridin' by myself
I just got a bitch some titties, your ho fucked another him
I got a Glock, ten milli', it'll spank you, fuck a belt
I ain't lyin', I done seen so many bad hoes off coke
[Verse 2: BandGang Masoe]
But I ain't trippin' on no bitch, do whatever float your boat
N***as scared to do time for the stick, but tryna tote
You a fan, let me know, 'cause I'll up this bitch and blow
Squeeze headshot, left a n***a brains on the floor
If it's a tag on your head, you get a tag on your toe
Just bought a bag for my bitch and another one for my ho
If it's up, then it's stuck, I'ma be thuggin' when I'm old
The opps down so bad, they hopin' we let it go
[Verse 3: BandGang Biggs]
N***as talkin' like they 'bout it, boy, you know that shit some cap
Don't think I'm sweet 'cause I'm a rapper, I'll get your mama whacked
My name Biggs, let a n***a try me, put one in his hat
Like a surgeon with this 30, left his brains on the mat
I've been ballin' on these n***as for so long, my legs tired
Would've cut your bitch off, but I can't, her head fire
I don't play around with n***as, I ain't jokin' with no n***a
We bought Hellcats just so we could open up them bitches, n***a
Come on, GlockBoyz, n***a
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as be scared of us
Come on
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as—
(BangThatShit)
[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
We the Westside terrorists, let me tell you why these rap n***as be scared of us
'Cause we'll fuck your bitch, beat your ass and shoot your brother up
I'm with the robbers, boy, don't makе us fuck the party up
He got a chain and he with us, thеn it ain't never tucked
These hoes love fuckin' with me, I got my money up
Man, name a n***a beefin' with us who ain't got shot up
Baby, I'm like beyond tint, really ridin' by myself
I just got a bitch some titties, your ho fucked another him
I got a Glock, ten milli', it'll spank you, fuck a belt
I ain't lyin', I done seen so many bad hoes off coke
[Verse 2: BandGang Masoe]
But I ain't trippin' on no bitch, do whatever float your boat
N***as scared to do time for the stick, but tryna tote
You a fan, let me know, 'cause I'll up this bitch and blow
Squeeze headshot, left a n***a brains on the floor
If it's a tag on your head, you get a tag on your toe
Just bought a bag for my bitch and another one for my ho
If it's up, then it's stuck, I'ma be thuggin' when I'm old
The opps down so bad, they hopin' we let it go
[Verse 3: BandGang Biggs]
N***as talkin' like they 'bout it, boy, you know that shit some cap
Don't think I'm sweet 'cause I'm a rapper, I'll get your mama whacked
My name Biggs, let a n***a try me, put one in his hat
Like a surgeon with this 30, left his brains on the mat
I've been ballin' on these n***as for so long, my legs tired
Would've cut your bitch off, but I can't, her head fire
I don't play around with n***as, I ain't jokin' with no n***a
We bought Hellcats just so we could open up them bitches, n***a