I'm from Westside, Pontchartrait Fuck all the fake bloods in the, in the mix YG 400 chunkin' big pics Niggas went quiet, damn, must've dipped a bit Suwu, my coupe, Suwu, Suwu, Suwu My bitch put red on her shoes, Suwu Till I die, no lie, that's truth, Suwu I give you ties for the wounds, that's proof Suwu gang along, bang You ain't gotta piss along, bang I ain't scared, nigga, I'm brag YG a rapper and he full-fledged, bang Suwu my rag, I'm Suwu when I'm mad YG, don't you got a daughter? Yeah, I'm a gang-bangin', that's that Big B. Gucci bag, blue hunnids in my bag YG, how you feel about the hunnids bein' blue? Nigga, I ain't mad The Crips, nah, I'm with this blood shit Need to pop a rune, that's blood, bitch Always down with this thug shit She get fly, she sucked it Pull a bill and me mug it All daps, she ain't huggin' If you a square, you ain't fuckin' She love 2Pac, she thuggin' YG, he praise Real boss, be praised YG, he pay Don't get in his way 40 on my way It's like I'm tryna go to jail today Red rubies in my chain Niggas know how much I pay A lot on the block YG, we goin' to the top, to the top, to the top In a box, never let him put a nigga in a box Cause a nigga off the block YG, a.k.a. Big Blood, a.k.a. Big Red Fox YG, a.k.a. Lil Boog, from that 4th and Pac Su-woo, my coupe Su-woo, Su-woo, Su-woo My bitch, look red on her shoes Su-woo, till I die, no lie, that's truth Su-woo, get tossed, bullet wounds, that's proof Su-woo, gang along, bang Su-woo, Su-woo You ain't gotta piss around, bang Su-woo, Su-woo I ain't scared, nigga, I'm bright Su-woo, Su-woo YG a rapper and he full-fledged bang Bangin' on these bitch niggas Bangin' while I'm rich, nigga I don't make no sense, nigga Cause I don't get no shit, nigga Kinda L.A. and pay rent, nigga Your bloodshed ain't lit, nigga Fuck it, you don't wanna be a bitch, nigga You a clown, you it, nigga Su-woo in my songs My enemies sing my songs My Su-woo been so strong I can't do no wrong My Woofman can't be cloned I'm buried in something bold My bitch in a Su-woo robe Take it off, she in a Su-woo thong I ain't with the pink-haired blood shit I ain't with the only at the club bloody My niggas I be with, they known for bussin' What, who, and where, end of discussion Cause YG, he price Grilled barf, he price Cause YG, he pay Don't get in his way 40 on my badge Like I'm tryna go to jail today Red rubies in my chain Niggas know how much I pay Su-woo, my coupe Su-woo, Su-woo, Su-woo My bitch put red on her shoes Since I can not die, nigga, that's the truth Su-woo, gang ties, bullet wounds, that's proof Su-woo, gang alone, right We ain't gotta piss alone, right I ain't scared, nigga, I'm bright YG a rapper and he full-fledged tight