Something about the west coastShhh don't tell nobody[something about the west coastIt makes me wanna rideSomething about the west coastShake it westsiideThrow ya hands up let's riideTo the city of the scenePut it on the one get ya body on the dance floorRepeats until verse 1No disrespect it's all love and a mutha*****a just feel real goodBe like what's poppin' on this side of the mutha*****in' planetUnderstand me it's still one love smokin'It's just a whole lotMore money involvedLeanin' out my zoneI roams like mobile phonesRightRag top 'vettes yukons & hundred chromesSilly *****es lie in wait until the day I come homeWhile the phone machine kicksBiitch rich ain't at homeHaSix million ways to mob choose oneI chose to dispose of those who call theyself foesFoes like *****es tuck they toes like h*esThese amateur n***as done turned proCan't ride with the hi pro glowThe boss with the sauceGot receipts to show how much it costI dedicate this to the ridahsWho like to slip sidewaysBeware devil's shuttin' down the highwaySomething about the west coastShake it westsiideThrow ya hands up let's riideTo the city of the scenePut it on the one get ya body on the dance floorSomething about the west coast it makes me wanna rideRepeatHow many mc's must get ditchedBefore somebody say don't ***** with richIt's evidential the presedential's up on the wristWho that new n***a from oaklandWith that brand new twistDon't even worry 'bout itWatch yo' neck & chestThey don't wanna getElliott like mr nestKnown for flippin' scripts sick duets & mic' ripsBut now I'm off the hook don't tripHookers throw yo' skirt upCruddies throw yo' turf upHustlers trust her & some of them put that work up'Cause if they ridin' they gone ride tonightWhen they hit it we to the next lightBelieve itThou commands meTo skyball hands freeSam see I'm havin' some spam hezask me3-0 tv had fiv on it with the lunizI got five on itYou wanna ride with meThat's when you call yo' n-i-gI'd rather bePuttin' the twomp on somethin' thickBig ssl with nicki scarf' in the licksStill hittin' licks in the villo with cigarillosBig head c-notes and them light green pillowsTinted windows v dozen on my benzoThe rumble and humbleOutdo' versus the indo'That's how it be'z when I smoke for sho'West coast representin' all oBelieve itChorus 'til end with ad libs