Lyrics:

Yeah yeah, what it do, nephew?
It's ya crippin' cousin, Big Snoop D-O-double-G
Oh yeah, west west, y'all
We way over here in Italy, man
Can you say that, man? Italia, man
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
My nigga Coolio out there doin' it real big
We blowin' on some of that shit
Oh yeah, Compton and Long Beach together
Now you know you in trouble

Kit Kat, kick back, homie, don't you sit back
And hype when the sound start to clack like a click-clack
Only nigga trippin', lil' homie, where ya shit at?
Yo' rep got no respect, it?s time to go and get that
So lift that, point that, aim it where his dome at
Show these punk niggas how we do, where we roam at
Roll that, roll that, TVs on the roll back
Caddies start to cap, twenty niggas in the throwback
Get back, you can't win that, don't pretend that
You ain't got no chance, put these balls where ya chin at
Spit heat, get cheese, that's how we move that
Who that, move that, nigga, where ya crew at?
You betta get ya money, nigga
And stack some chips for the times when the days ain't sunny, nigga
I hope yo' mouth ain't runny, nigga
'Cause if it is, yo' body gonna hop like bunny, nigga

We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (My gangsta say)
We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (So gangsta say)

Sit back, said that, dawg where the drink at?
Set back in the 'Lac, kick back sit back toast to the big man
Yeah 'cause you did that
A hundred thousand rappers in line ready to spit raps
What fo'? Why not?
Everyone want my spot so I guess I gotta drop it like it's hot
Ain't nothin' to it to do it, I done did it
West Coast general nigga, I'm cold niddy
You niggas, wanna G like, you think that you can be like?
Let me show you mothafuckas what it see like
See we like to
And rob outta town niggas at award shows
Now as far as the war goes
If you got beef wit' me, everybody catchin' bullet holes
This ain't no muthafuckin' movie script
This the life of a gangsta crip, ya punk bitch

We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (My gangsta say)
We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (So gangsta say)

I walk the walk, I talk the talk
Hey, you's a bitch that ain't my fault
Look, I lit the match I struck the spark
That heated the grease that fired the marks that
Grinds the chalk
You chicken shit niggas, it's time to squawk
It's some indiscrepancies 'bout the bullshit ya' brought
The rhymes ya' thought were dope were sure
You been judged been found one now you been caught
Call me gangsta call, me killa, call me rilla nigga
You can call me old man riva
'Cause you goin' straight to the bottom I shot I'm they rottin'
They new concrete boots still replacin' them cottons
Who the fuck you think I am?Yyou think I ran? I'm the man
And I am, still humble tennas an flaggin' bandanas
Type down on a whip with heat like Dan Tana

We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (My gangsta say)
We got the gangsta walk, gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say (So gangsta say)

I thought I told you, man
This West Coast gangsta shit is international, man
If you don't know, you won't know, man
Throw some real spit on some real shit
I mean that's when you done took your game to another level
Now all my niggas on the Eastside, I ain't forgot 'bout y'all
You know you can't spell the West without the E-S
Battle K in the house, I see you, ma nigga
Gangsta Lou up in this bitch
You know how we do
But uh, I'm finna slip slight and rip right
I'll holla back at you on the other side
Until we's G again
L-B-C you, my nigga