[Verse 1: Xzibit]
I'm heavy hearted, heavy handed, misunderstanded
Turn a permanent repercussion, I empty the cannon

I'm addicted to grass, roll it up in the wood
Drink a gallon of Henny, throw it up for the hood
I'mma ride for my people, give my people a voice

Never followed a leader, use my weapon of choice
This is not an illusion, this is not a mirage
Conversation with God, spilling my soul out

I own $$#ault weapons that fold out like Megatron
The iron long, drop bottom bombs on Babylon
So tag along like a dog with a vagabond

Smoke 'till the cess is gone
^!$$%s on their grind, put my mother$#&@ing records on
So they can relate to the hate and the pain

To the struggle and strain
Never take it in vain, breathing one and the same
Pressure push your forehead out the back of your brain

So west

[Verse 2: YG]

'Bout to bring the coast back, 'bout to bring the coast back
(?) making $$# (?) like Cognac
Pull up on your ^!$$%s like Jordan at the three line

Still in the hood, hanging like beehives
Your money like knee-high, my money like ye-high
I whip the Porsche like it's a horse, maybe say yee-ha

We striped like Adidas, and be bang like speakers
'Bout to cop a couple of houses and have more spots than cheetas
You sell with the !@%!e, I sell with the flow

You off-brown rappers would sell with a boat
You be tweeting a lot, you be talking too much
But when daytime pass, you still wouldn't bust

We can pinky-promise, but I still wouldn't trust
They talk down on me, but I still look up
Just was talking to Nip, he say he still $#&@ up

It's the westside, ^!$$%s get chipped like woodchuck

[Verse 3: Kurupt]

What I represent, the whole coast line
All on my back, fool, I'm a whole mind
I do it everyday, I do this everytime

I got my mother$#&@ing (?) every, every time
I told you why I came, see this is all about
The way we push the east coast all the way to the south

You see us in the north, hey man, we going off
Seventeen shots, hit 'em, look, throw the molotov
Blowing up the building, I raise, everybody feel it

Everywhere a rage, you can feel me coming through
Everyday dropping down, throw everything I got
When I fly high as the sky

Walking on the clouds, say it loud
I'm so hood, ^!$$%, too bad to be good
Looking at 'em like I wish they would

I burn 'em all every time, any place and they know they could
Step to the side anyplace stepping up in Inglewood
I got the homies, on lock


[Verse 4: E40]
They don't make 'em like me no more

Matter of fact, never have, never will
They'll never be another E 4-0
I told you once before

I ain't rapping too fast, y'all just listening too slow
You may not see me on the TV channel
But in the hood I'm still hot like the left-sink handle

My (?), or should I say Tony Soprano?
I hit you with the healer, my .40 Caliber handler
Platinum and gold plaques

I was doing the damn thing while y'all was drinking Similac
Macking on mine, that's what I told your batch
She think I'm a .jpeg, she wanna get attached

Turn up like the vegetable
Speaking of vegetables, right now I'm on this medical
I got this heinous style my fellow mane, I'm throwed

I'm a boss, put the president on hold

[Verse 5: DJ Quik]
I got big plans to make, big dough to get
I got big tracks to rhyme on, this supposed to hit

I got big bottles to buy, big bushes to sole
Now how the hell y'all hate me and I'm just like y'all?
I need a (?) that's shiny
To make the spine (?) the color as the piping on the streets behind me
Diamonds in the ring, and the watches (?)

I ain't gon' prove I'm fly, parrot
I'm feeling drumming, producing the (?)
If the shoe fits, ten and a half, I can wear it
I spit it like I meant it, you resent it? Splendid
I spit fourty bars before this verse had ended

Whatever the trend is, I pen, this is not freestyle
I'd like to see my pencil like linden deer
A big kid, and an even bigger adult
I'm slow flowed, I should be pushing Renault
And I'm solo, yo


[Verse 5: Kendrick Lamar]
If I said I'd be doing this at 16, would you believe me?
Or see me to be just the innocent Kendrick, you seen in the street
With a basketball and some Now and Laters to eat
I'm mashing all of my skeletons, would you jump in a seat

Would you say my intelligence now is great relief?
And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep
With dreams of being a lawyer, a doctor
Instead of a boy with a chopper that hold the culdesac hostage
And do 'em all and say 'gotcha'
Children on the corn', stay vandalizing the option
Of living a lie, driving their bodies with toxics

Constantly drinking and drive
Hit the powder then watch the flames that arrive in his eyes
Listen coward the concept is aim it, then bang it, then slide
Out the (?) the deposit
The prize on his head that tithes probably'll go to the projects
I live inside the belly of the critics
And Snoop passed us the torch, I'mma burn you rappers with it

What's up?

[Verse 6: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah, it's back on me
I guess I'll take the microphone casually
(?) straight from the dome
And let you ^!$$%s know that's watching at home

BET, easily, let me show you how it go
S-N double O, break down a smooth flow
Breaking like dominoes
Lay it on the table for you
Let you a little game for your mind
Get a lawyer, this is too much for you
You couldn't understand

Let me drop another plan for you holding my left hand
Moving my right hand, dropping the next game
Quik doing his damn thing, I'm spitting (?) slang
Preme there on the turntables cutting the %#@! like
Snoopy D-O double G, making you get right
Never, ever hit like, we do this like
West coast %#@!, busting your face like

What?