party like a West Coast party Cause a East Coast party ain't shit It ain't no party like a East Coast party Cause a West Coast party ain't shit [DJ
fo' ya, hurry to speed it up Or ease up, whichever one you prefer The yellow diamonds or the whites, whichever one you prefer Cali we do the drop, New York we do the furr East Coast, West Coast
gold plate don't hold no weight I be that prophetic soul drainer, ain't a motherfucker In his right mind steppin' in my cipher tryin' to take mine From West coast to East
on a mission wit my brotha Down for whatever so don't ever play me close Ain't no other motherfucker on the east or the west coast Ever so clear making
it up Or ease up, whichever one you prefer We yellow diamonds or the whites, Whichever one you prefer Cali we do the drop New York we do the furr East Coast West Coast
A child was born in the East one day Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats In poetry
hold no weight I be that, prophetic soul drainer, ain't a motherfucker in his right mind steppin in my cipher tryin to take mine From West coast to East
) And we're ridin', ohh (Lex, Coupe, Beamers and the Benz) All the playas from the East, to the West coast (From the East to the West coast, makin' ends
speed it up Or ease up, whichever one you prefer We yellow diamonds or the whites, Whichever one you prefer Cali we do the drop New York we do the furr East Coast West Coast