2 Dub Official - North Meets West

West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
I'm clean but I ride dirty, Bird
I ain't a trapper but I got the hammer You heard
Loading up my veins, inking up my fist
So every damn hit gone leave an imprint
I catch you off guard like a snap shot
Leave you looking for the light like a back drop
I tell a bitch move like I'm Luda
I'm trying to holla at the Lady standing next to ya
I ain't a thug but I'm far from a Casanova
I ain't a scrub I'll mug yo ass and pass you over
I'm a businessman always down for deal
I ain't a player I'm the club owner Dollar Bill
It's that trap or die how we ride
We be stepping like a war dance how we slide
Gravitating off that good on the front line
Hit a hater in the jaw now that's a punchline
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
I out to get dough so I knead bread
Get the metaphor homie, need bread
If I aim for the head you the walking dead
It's hard to keep cool when the bottom red
Hot Boy
Keep all the way real no counterfeits
In bed with Bank always running checks
Talk a lot of sh!t, code name turrets
Master of the Funk you don't wanna Flex
Call me King Pen cause I Ink well
Built a following and call it clientele
We breezy over here like a ship's sail
Her face look done but the booty look, well
All I see is open doors so you know it ain't no serving me
I bring it to the dinner table
My chick screaming Hercules
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
My rims don't shine but my wrist do
I don't sling rocks but my fist do
Flame up the joint like a bic do
Cardier eyes adjust my visual
And I don't talk shit I let the money talk
If my pants on sag that's the money walk
I don't own a lot of cars but I own stocks
Getting stock exchange money buying up the block
Haters snotting now here take a tissue
Since Rep 2 Dub so Official
Got my own brand of clothes OG on'em
Still crease my jeans press steam on'em
All I do is throw shots, gun range
I don't change with the game I make the game change
I'm scenic mover never knew a easy route
I don't just make the wheels turn I burn'em out
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North Meets West that's how we put it down

Written by:
2 Dub Official, Tyrone Mosby

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