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[Куплет 1] I pull up calm, but the room know me Fresh white tee, same old smoke-free Palm in the breeze, my chain don’t swing I let the groove hit first, then i make it sing I’ve been that kid with the notebook full Now the whole block nod when the beat get pulled Guitar talk slick, drums hit hard I don’t chase the shine, i just raise the bar [Алдынғы қайырма] Count it slow Let it roll Hear that low end? Take control I move like i planned it You can see i command it [Қайырма] West side, west side That’s my lane West side, west side Say my name Keep it cool, keep it mean Make the whole crowd lean West side, west side That’s my lane (West side, west side) [Куплет 2] Chrome on the ride, but the mood stay warm I bring truth to the mic like a front door storm No cheap talk, i speak in facts Every line got weight, every bar got back Keys come in like a sunday prayer Bassline thick and it fill the air If they want the old school, i bring that heat With a new clean edge and a sharper beat [Алдынғы қайырма] Count it slow Let it roll Hear that low end? Take control I move like i planned it You can see i command it [Қайырма] West side, west side That’s my lane West side, west side Say my name Keep it cool, keep it mean Make the whole crowd lean West side, west side That’s my lane (West side, west side) [Көпір] Hands up, then down Let it ride out No fear in my voice When i step in the house From the left to the right Let the funk stay bright One more round Then we lock it tight [Final chorus] West side, west side That’s my lane West side, west side Say my name Keep it cool, keep it mean Make the whole crowd lean West side, west side That’s my lane (West side, west side)
