This track brings you back to the old school, where the beats are heavy, and the rhymes are raw. With gritty lyrics that hit hard and a flow that embodies the essence of West Coast rap, it's all about life in the streets, hustlin' hard, and keepin' it real. So turn up the volume and feel that West Coast heat.
Verse 1:
Yo, I hit the block with that flava so sweet,
Rollin' low, got my homies on the seat,
Grew up in the streets, where the sun don’t shine,
Every day’s a struggle, gotta hustle, stayin' on the grind.
Chorus:
Gritty, old school, that West Coast rap,
Cuss words and slang, we fit in the gap,
From LA to the bay, we keepin' it real,
Ain’t no fakin’, all about that feel.
Verse 2:
Cruisin' down the boulevard, feelin' so fly,
Got that funky beat, yeah, it’s do-or-die,
Homies rollin' deep, we don’t play no games,
If you cross the crew, man, you’ll feel the flames.
Chorus:
Gritty, old school, that West Coast rap,
Cuss words and slang, we fit in the gap,
From LA to the bay, we keepin' it real,
Ain’t no fakin’, all about that feel.
Verse 3:
Late nights in the city, party don’t stop,
Pour another drink, let ‘em know what we got,
Hustle hard, play harder, that’s the code we live,
In the heart of the city, got a lot to give.
Chorus:
Gritty, old school, that West Coast rap,
Cuss words and slang, we fit in the gap,
From LA to the bay, we keepin' it real,
Ain’t no fakin’, all about that feel.
Outro:
So ride with me, through the city lights,
This old school vibe, keeps us up all night,
Snoop D-O-double-G, I’m here for the grind,
In this gritty rap game, you know we never blind.
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gritty oldschool west coast rap song using cuss words and slang
Snoop dogg