Its a West coast thang/But you all ready knew that/Palm trees bad bitches and a blue rag/Gang banging with the Crips and the Bloods/Oral'e es'e homie we don't give a f*ck/Homie where you from/Homie what you got/You best to give it up/before your ass get shot/One to the throat and thats all she wrote/I got nothing but killers in a room full of smoke/So/mirror mirror /on the wall/who's the craziest vato of them all/ And If they start running I'm a blast them till they crawl/blaka blaka/Then watch em all fall/Bullet wounds in my car/left a couple scars/Had to shoot em down/like a falling star/In killa Cali they be pushing up daisies/Insane in the membrane/ i think I'm going crazy/Everything i do/I do it from the heart/Started from the bottom/At the mudaf*cken start/Everything i do/i do it from the heart/I started from the bottom/At the mudaf*cken start/Everything i do/ i do it from the heart/started from the bottom at the muduf*cken start/Everything i do/I do it from the heart/I started from the bottom/at the mudaf*cken start.