We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: You're standing there on a balcony in summer air. See the lights,
(Originally by Taylor Swift) We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: You're standing there on a balcony in
We could fly to the moon girl And call it home And we could swim through the ocean and cast out these walls I've had too much But it's never enough
, have your ass tripping, with the rhymes that I'm flipping And this ain't no west coast thing, it's a world wide ring with the style we bring, right
the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin a living off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right
yo Bull pen niggaz always settin’ it off yo yo East coast niggaz always settin’ it off yo yo West coast niggaz always settin’ it off yo yo North coast
all the time he been down, get him right up in the air With a couple of broads get him right up in the air Mile high club get him right up in there Send
Yeah (thats right, lets go) Yeah (lets go, lets go) Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah (Im extra good) Yeah, yeah I smoke I drink I do my thing I'm livin' in my own
wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!)
all be hearin' some So extra, extra, read all about it I slam a the hell out of those that doubt it I'm rippin' every city I been in Coast to coast, not
you tell a b!tch just dance And fuck them other niggas cause you down for her b!tches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the stickin? And fuck them other niggas hope she down for some lickin? And fuck them other
In this bullshit that we call the streets You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North
The Top Guns here I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North and South We gonna sign this one off like this: Should I ill or do right? Make
that's right That's right girls, y'all are players (Players, players) To my west coast niggas I'm talkin' about Too short nigga, you in the house Short Dogg, peace out my man, that's right
Didn't fantasize kicked the pure facts Motherfuckers got scared 'cause they was unprepaired Who would tell it how it really was? Who dared? A motherfucker from the west coast
, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right
m blessed Never wear no vests because I got mad love Master V does some other shit TV's in the head rests I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs
For all the time he been down, get him right up in the air With a couple of broads, get him right up in the air Mile High Club, get him right up in there