[Produced by J.R. Rotem]

[Intro]

Gold herringbone

Uh, and this is the first thing I bought with my check

Yeah, yeah, yump, yeah

West, yeah, yump, yeah

[Verse 1]

Dijon Shariff Thames is the name my momma gave me

You'll see the side now, born Englewood baby

A lotta y'all wouldn't be here to the game

The same time DJ Quik drop Quik Is the Name

The year was '91, I don't remember much then

But I was always with my auntie and my little cousin

See, my auntie was a blood, my uncle was in jail

My daddy wasn't there when my momma did hair

So I spent most of my hours with her

And would listen to that G shit when I was rehearse

Sugar Free, Quik, Snoop, 40, Short, Dre, Pop

West coast legends, I had to be one, straight drop

[Chorus]

You notice this man, the West LA rap

Birthday gang, you should join my set

Not a blood or a crip, just clockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

One, two, three, four

Reppin' for fly niggas, we all across the globe

Not a blood or a crip, just clockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

One, two, three, four (Welcome to Mann's World)

Leave them suckers at the door

Not a blood or a crip, just clockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, yump, yeah

West, yeah, yump, uh, yeah

[Verse 2]

Pick up the pen at 14, created real magic

No mirrors or smoke screens

I was too little to play on those teams

There was a big difference from me and most teens

Into adult things and I started becoming

Infatuated with money, women, and clothing

They said "Mann, you'll never make it, not in yo dreams" (what?)

Now I'm on and they stuffin' LA with no cheese

Shall I proceed to give you what you need?

I'm here for the long term, you're stuck with me

Oh no, I ain't leavin' no time soon

Man, I just moved in, new home is your iTunes

[Chorus]

You notice this man, the West LA rap

Birthday gang, you should join my set

Not a blood or a crip, just cockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

1, 2, 3, 4, reppin' for fly niggas, we all across the globe

Not a blood or a crip, just cockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

1, 2, 3, 4 (Welcome to Mann's World)

Leave them suckers at the door

Not a blood or a crip, just cockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck

[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, yump, yeah

West, yeah, yump, uh, yeah

[Interlude]

Very young boy, who grew up in the urban community

Shit, a gold chain meant the world to us man

When I got my check, first thing I bought

Was this gold herringbone around my neck

Mann's World, West LA (West LA, west LA)

Birthday gang, West LA, yeah

[Outro]

You notice this man, the West LA rap

Birthday gang, you should join my set

Not a blood or a crip, just clockin' my grip

And I put that on the gold herringbone on my neck