the West Coast,
bitch, keep the record straight
Got jumped back in 88,
now gang bangin' is my fate
Shaved head with a ducktail in my back
I got a L .A. Raider hat
with creased dickies that match
Beach cruiser,
ridin' on the handlebars
With a .25 in my jacket and
a getaway car
Boulevard nights, fights at the park
That spark after the gunplay
Some mom's heart got broken apart
Bad news tattoos,
feel the skin of a sinner
Killin' catty's moves,
want a motherfucker duck
when I enter
Representin' the blue bandana, bitch
The only way that I'm whole,
when I'm packin' these clips
Ridin' low, stayin' elusive, like Don Doe
I'm ridin' the muck on you bitches,
this is the West Coast
Anybody smash you,
for the damn president
You had your turn to shine,
now it's my time to represent
Represent Southside, Blue Rag Gang,
bangin' the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped
My turn to shine one time,
Southside for life
My turn to represent,
all you fake rappers can take a hike
Represent Southside, Blue Rag Gang,
bangin' the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped
My turn to shine one time,
Southside for life
My turn to represent,
all you fake reference can take a hike
I heard the West Coast shit was dead
What you want me to do?
Motherfucker just put on some dreads
Hell nah, keep the Southsiding bitch
I'm the last man standing,
I'm still acting bitch
I'm in a long 64, rack top to the floor
So when you see my bald head,
all you fools better hit the
fucking floor
Booyakka, booyakka, booyakka
Sluts keep coming, ain't NWA
But I'll be a hundred miles
and running Cali weave
With that Cali grief
I'm still holding a 40 ounce,
this is strictly for my streets
I ain't from Compton,
but they got Sureños over there
And every other vario,
you better watch and beware
West Coast, Dr. Dre,
gotta put this on the map
And if it don't happen,
I'll still be smashing in the Cadillac
Fuck that, I'm grinding
and gliding down the avenue
America's not myth,
all dressed up in blue
I represent
Southside, blue rag,
gang bang in the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped
My turn to shine, one time,
Southside for life
My turn to represent
All you fake rappers can take a hike
Represent
Southside, blue rag,
gang bang in the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped
My turn to shine, one time,
Southside for life
My turn to represent
All you fake rappers can take a hike
Open your eyes, motherfucker,
don't get your heart pulled
Cause when you come to Cali,
better make that U -turn
I'm in my zone,
so you better call me classic
I'm like a 39 bomb without
the hydraulic
Keepin' it old school,
bumpin' to some gangsta
Oldest gangsta homies,
motherfucker just passed me the 40
I'm legit now, so I can't be touched
And if there's a problem,
the little homie's gonna pray
But I'm givin' a fuck,
modern day gangsta
Livin' I'm in the golden state,
so you know that I'm straight winnin'
Hood rats on my dick, so I tap that ass
I'm in the habitat with his pips and mags
44 Mag, if ya get out of line
The gangsters are back,
it's the year 2005
And in 2006, we running this bitch
We don't stop this gangsta shit
and that's what I represent
Represent
Southside, blue rag, gang,
gang in the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped,
my turn to shine one time
Southside for life, my turn to represent
All you fake rappers can
take a hike
Represent
Southside, blue rag, gang,
gang in the Cadillac
Fuck that, stay strapped,
my turn to shine one time
Southside for life, my turn to represent
All you fake rappers can take a hike
Mr. Capone-e 
