West Coast

Crazy causing trouble drug abusing
 I've gotta drinking problem I'm not looking for solutions
 Uh, and I'm the reason the beats bang
 A punk rock criminal I talk with the street slang
 People talk but ain't a true that we catch you up
 It's so tough the music hits you harder than you hold up
 I'll take you for your riches while the cops are eating doughnuts
 It's so nuts the doctors wanna lock me away
 See people either dock me or they mock what I say
 For you can find me smoking Buddha by the dock of the bay
 (hey hey)
 We got homies in New York we got respect in LA
 We got some hot chicks out in Vegas we got some poker to play
 This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
 Alcoholic frolic always up to no good
 And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean
 Now I was driving through the bush with a trunk full of cush when the car broke down I told my girl get out and push
 Man I don't understand why the earth should be illegal
 'Cause there's people drinking forties running around and killing people
 It's a cases circumstances times are getting rough
 Everyone has a gun they don't break-dance enough
 Everyone's looking for the easy way out
 We meet women on the road and are all easy no doubt (uh)
 I used beg my mom for a new pair of sneakers
 But nowadays I'm paid and we're sponsored by Adidas
 Boom boxes, bitches, boots and sweat suits, Chevy's on switches, lovin' tattoos
 This shit we say makes the world go round
 But nothing can compare to when your girl goes down
 I like them feisty, nice and dirty with class
 Not so dirty that there dirty but so dirty they last
 This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
 Alcoholic frolic always up to no good
 And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean
 We do it all night long and on and on The city of dreams sick of them raw
 And when it comes to our dreams we're livin' them all
 But nothings changed
 You can read our name on the wall
 You see we got it like that
 No we got it like that oh
 And I admit I'm addicted to the dope life that heaven sent
 I admit that this life could kill an elephant
 And this mic could kill a million men
 And this tinkle fuckin' lady and all of her friends
 Damn, keep the banging get your swerve on
 maybe this could be the album that I keep my shirt on
 So take this track and put it in your pipe
 Crazy Town represent yo' we're livin' the life
 This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
 Alcoholic frolic always up to no good
 And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean
 We do it all night long and on and on