Nick Taylor - Dubai Central Lyrics

Swingin' thru vines, West side, Yeah Yeah Yeah!
West Coast for real, oh so this how we gon do this
Word up then, World Class Empire Nick Taylor!

Represent the West know that we hot
Better be careful where you walkin' fo you quick to get got
They pullin up in them low-lows and them old school drops
Hit a switch up on that mug and that ass gon hop
A wicked demise when pressure applies, I'm known to survive
I'm swinging through vines they watchin me climb barbarian mobs
I'm stackin these ends her and her friend wanna ménage
Had to bring the south central to Dubai, this the new improved hood hop
This that foreign ghetto hood knock
A lot of music in 2018 is deadstock but the radio get paid to play it like it's super-hot
Got you brainwashed f*ck how much his chain cost
Shoulda used that 100 g's on em like a real boss
But he incapable of being unbreakable un-relatable
I'm a legend no misconception it's not debatable
Khakis and chucks that's wussup we unfadeable
My spirit's more valuable than top end valuables
Got the spirits of Pac, Biggie, and Eaz-e doing laterals
Legends and found fathers can vouch as collateral
This that real Westcoast shit bounce to it you can feel the Los Angeles
Cali sunshine come visit, downtown down to Venice lotta pretty women
Lyrical mafia hitman I don't think twice I just let em just sink in the quick sand
I'm too nice, they ain't gon help me advance
I'm not a puppet you can pull on some strings to make dance
G-Bounce, Walk on em an dance put up your hands get down for yo land
The West Coast is advanced all endeavors gettin payed in advance
Posted up G'd up in my stance NickTaylor4Real!

Baseline line kickin watch me boogie on some funky shit
Indeed you gon lose yo mind, neighbors get to trippin they just hatin on this player shit
On me they be on my line! Dubai Ceentral, Dubaaaaaaiiiii Central
West Coast What up!

I spotted her through my binoculars and started choppin her
Properly proceeded to let her see that I'm jockin' her
It got hot I handed her the thermometer
Without even reading it I told her she was a swallower
I'm gamed up I got wisdom for sale
I could put you up on something make yo business prevail
I could spark a joint, while you braiding me down
Let's talk about yo business plan I'll help you map it all out, what's yo schedule like?
What could we do and prevent? She laughed at me and said Nick you hella sound like a pimp
Nawh I'm just chillin when I'm working so the work gotta limp
And the reflection of perfection is what's reeling you in
This that glob of activator on a texturized Jerry Curl
I smoke a lot of weed and get a lot of pearl
Rockstar Games I need a soundtrack contract San Andreas
2 gon hit the streets like straight crack, imagine if Pac was featured on this
And Nate Dogg heard it like damn and bounced on the remix
Some G shit to pull up on switches and hit the weed with
The prefix the prelude, the helix in the horseshoe, this that torch blue
Hard headed cartoon, finna go goofy on yo bitch that is bad news
Hope she ain't afraid fly Ima take her out the hood to Dubai, World Class!

Baseline line kickin watch me boogie on some funky shit
Indeed you gon lose yo mind, neighbors get to trippin
They just hatin on this player shit on me they be on my line!
Dubai Ceentral, Dubaaaaaaiiiii Central. West Coast what up!