Yeah, uh I used to live on Hawthorne Off 135th Street, Slauson Right off 54th Street, Crenshaw Where Nipsey run the city, roll with me, where the homies? Throw up, Rolling 60s, Eastside Rolling 20s Where 30s be throwing up, Rolling 40s, they all know me As the OG rolling, Wild Wild Western We outside like the weather out Rhyme all your prime put together, king bully Mafia Crip, cookies in the crib, cook in Inglewood Hollywood, hooking Melrose hotel Hoes the same old and same old, Venice Beach on the beach In the heat with my heat, in my street clothes, khakis Tees and Chuck T's, saggin' with the blue rag Bandana paisleys, the streets said, "Paint me blue" So I do what I do til my day coming, I take one I'm coming straight from the (Wild Wild West) Yeah, where every day we put our life on the line for the set This the (Wild Wild West) In the school of hard knocks, you gotta pass every test In the (Wild Wild West) Where they shoot you close range or put a hole through your vest This the (Wild Wild West) The the West, the West (The Wild, the Wild, the Wild) In the Los, we all lost one They slaughter son on Slauson, pull out the gauge on Gage Manchester means coffin in Compton Bodies get found on Greenleaf with they fuckin' heads cut off Motherfucker, I'm straight When you come from the drive-by state, you do not wave there Think it's a gang sign, banged on Foreigns, they mop you and they floors red Figueroa where pimps got you giving up them figures you owe up Cause you already it's crazy in my residence On Washington and Adams, they snatching dead presidents In the city of lost angels, ain't nobody Heaven sent All that cash you got and all the masking so irrelevant Cause you can get jacked in a second Your life's snatched in a instant what it's like in the West and It's what it's like out in Venice, from downtown to Long Beach They lay you down on the concrete So we keep our arms at arm's reach on all streets In the (Wild Wild West)