[T.I.:] Westside nigga (hey, hey, hey, Bankhead nigga)

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I got my 44´s, and my dro, and my Chevy on 24´s, and my Hoe,
now where´m I sposed ta go (Bankhead nigga)
I got my
44´s, and my dro, and my
Chevy on 24´s, and my
Hoe, now where´m I sposed ta go
(Bankhead nigga)

[T.I.:]
see me
Ridin in the chevy 44´s on the seat wit a
Quarter o blow get low lemme see, no tags, no license, da trunk loaded wit d ridin
Fluids in ND, where we normally be, they pull us
Over you think i´m stoppin you must be fuckin´ wit me,
if they don´t wanna die tonight they best stop fuckin´wit me Ima
Pull over and boy hom where my cousin will be and they gon
Hide me in they home while they lookin´ for me

[Mac-Boney:]
now we the
Neighborhood superstars, pimp a chevy pullin´ hard
Thousand dollars worth of dimes
in the trap with rockstars we
Puttin´ fear in cowards hearts
when they see us on the block
Swirvin´ in da duce and fo all the bustin´ shots just because the Hell I care about gettin caught
Im makin´ bail by 12 o´clock
Back in the spot with the same bomb, serve and drop
I pull a hoe in Bangkok, drop her off at tip spot
Im burnin´ rubber fuck the cops, another day on my block

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[AK:]
I´m
Cadillac daddy pulled up on some hoes from old naddy
Said I´m Pimp Squad hoe what´s happenin´
Westside gettin them panties snappin
she aksed me can I do the Laffy Taffy
I said I do to make the pussy happy
Lets get em home over on Virginia
Step inside a sweeta nigga contender you in for a
Lil fender bender
Baby just remember make it quick
You niggas kinda know me im the shit

[Big Kuntry:]
I´m the in the
Bubble, cush Chevy well at least that´s what it smells like
Hit the gas, poof, fire blowing out the tailpipe
Tailpipe, that´s all these hoes wanna lick for the night I
Treat em like Tina beat the pussy in the ya car and be ight
That´s right, monster ridin´ sittin´ on the 28´s it
Sounds like a stadium, you woulda thought the braves played their
Injured runnin´ like Vick
With the falcons on the hood
Mr. Mr. Westside
Yeah you know they in my hood

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[C-Rod:]
Ain´t no
Telling where i´m goin´, once i´m steppin´ out, singin´ on the
High life windows up in the clouds open up your consel that´s where I got my gun,
right next to that
get that finger roll another one
I got the vitamins make a freak fuck all night
Hoes know killas on the Westside
Earn stripes make the money turn right just look at my
Piece and my grillz swirvin´
off church street the pimp god gave me skills

[Young Dro:]
I was born up in Bankhead (Young Dro)
ya´ll remember me
Way back in 83´, T.I. stayed on the street for me
Just cause im from Bankhead, niggas havin´ beef with me
Half never seen a G, in the cap and my beemer V
10 screens folded, in my Chevy watchin´ "Lean On Me"
Ridin´ down Simpson bout to waste my Purple lean on me
Purple in the clean on me, the hoes on premolean
Waffle house charges the color black, I got a bee on me

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