West Most Wanted ft. Spice 1 Lyrics

Yeah, man

We got a motherfuckin' Spice One, Fetty Chico

All the way from the Bay Area down here in Southern California, man

Mr. Bossolini, roll up on a motherfucker with the heater quickly

Hella niggas talkin' bout a hit, but they ain't never gonna get me

West Coast, we be active', bitch niggas subtracted

Fuck around and get laid out, end up in a ca' casket

Burn Cookies like a monster, East Bay, Gangsta

If you ever disrespect me, motherfucker, I'ma bank ya Duckin' dodge when I roll up, nigga, you can even shoot back

But you better hit somethin', if you don't, I'ma lay your ass flat

We be gettin' funky in the mix like I'm D.O.C

Niggas talkin' shit, but they can never fuck with the O.G

Choppers out when I mash up, they don't know what it's gon' be

Niggas knowin' that it's Spice One, so they got infrareds on me

Coulda hit him when I roll up, but I didn't come for the murder murder

Came here for the money, money, better back up

Cause I'm On Another, a motherfucker better know his place, man

I don't wanna catch a case, man

You don't wanna fucka-fuck with Mr. Fetty Chico from the Bay, man

Break the rules, shake the fools

Made the news, never stayed in school

And you know we bout it, and you know we brought it

It's the West Most Wanted, it's the West Most Wanted

Hate to lose, paid my dues

Too late to choose, chuuuch on the move

And you know we bout it, and you know we brought it

It's the West most wanted, it's the West Most Wanted

Constantly Applying the pressure, brought a Oakland Warrior

Spice One, to come and bless ya, the one that called up before I text ya

Talkin' down on those who paved the way, I'm the homie to come to check ya

Checkin' and collecta', SoCal representa

Sniper with the scope, hit you dead center

Then go back to sippin' my tea, perfect chea

Indica Tree for my anxiety, Big Chiefa

Ain't nobody as high as me, Big Pimpin

Chuuuch, ain't nobody as fly as me

S-to-the-P to the I-C-E, stays in rotation

From the S-G-V to Rincon Reservation

Wanted, dead or alive, born to survive

Block kid hangin' out the window just like Pac did

Screamin' Westside, fellowshipin

Anointed like magic, Don Juan Bishop

It's on him, it ain't in him, real game and izm

Wherever I go, at least one gangsta's with him

Fool, don't act like you won't get pressed

Cause I'm formally dressed, I'm a paper getter, never stressed

It's nothin' to a boss, man, it's next to less, next to less

Break the rules, shake the fools

Made the news, never stayed in school

And you know we bout it, and you know we brought it

It's the West most wanted, it's the West most wanted

Hate to lose, paid my dues

Too late to choose, chuuuch on the move

And you know we bout it, and you know we brought it

It's the West most wanted, it's the West most wanted