[Hook]

(Ah!) West side keep it thuggin' like

After me there will never be another like (Hell yeah!)

Bad hoes, palm trees, bomb weed

Stack cheese, I'm the original (Gangsta!)

[Verse 1]

The first nigga with an attitude

With thirty mil' sold, where the fuck the gratitude?

Huh, I see all these little BG's

Mean muggin' on the screen, tryna be me

Huh, I'm much more than 6-4's

Gun talk, chronic leaves and thick hoes

That's why most of them have come and went

I just recoup, recreate and reinvent

Nigga, welcome to the west coast

We home of the jackers and the best smoke

And ain't no nigga better than Doc Dre, I'm a twenty-year veteran

Bitch I run this whole time zone

'Bout to show these young niggas how to grind homes

I hope you got it while you had the chance

Your run's over, now get ready for the aftermath

[Hook]

(Ah!) West side keep it thuggin' like

After me there will never be another like (Hell yeah!)

Bad hoes, palm trees, bomb weed

Stack cheese, I'm the original (Gangsta!)