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180530\n- text: I came in this world by myself and butt naked\n  start_ms: 180530\n  end_ms: 183030\n- text: We do what we do\n  start_ms: 183030\n  end_ms: 185440\n- text: This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  start_ms: 185440\n  end_ms: 188510\n- text: West ridaz, west ridaz, west ridaz'\n  start_ms: 188510\n  end_ms: 192970\n- text: We do what we do\n  start_ms: 192970\n  end_ms: 195120\n- text: This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  start_ms: 195120\n  end_ms: 199130\n- text: And just for the record\n  start_ms: 199130\n  end_ms: 200330\n- text: I came in this world by myself and butt naked\n  start_ms: 200330\n  end_ms: 202380\nplain: |-\n  Twist the cap back and turn it up and\n  Back to get it crackin' in this motherfucker\n  Comin' through like pardon me, excuse me\n  Smellin' like ooh-wee in a blue T, y'all know who I be\n  Dub Sizzleen, eyes full of Visine\n  Leanin' in a 745-LI Beam'\n  Big bucks and big trucks, buzzed and faded\n  You and that toothpick lookin' drug related\n  New money, new day - same to nigga to pull over\n  Jump out and knock the Murray's Grease out your toupee\n  West West baby baby, don't test baby baby\n  (Here I come with my handkerchief in hand)\n  I got 'em packin' the spot like back in the spot\n  This West Coast shit is like crack in the pot\n  Can't nobody serve it like I serve it\n  Got 'em shakin' like Michael J. Fox, these niggas lookin' nervous\n\n  We do what we do\n  This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  (See the Lord is my shepherd\n  Got me so hood, a nigga can't help it)\n  We do, what we do\n  This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  (And just for the record\n  I came in this world by myself and butt naked)\n\n  Nigga it's time for the re-up\n  Since everybody wanna be us, then G up\n  Blaze the motherfuckin' weed up\n  Everywhere we go they showin' us love\n  And by the time we leave they throwin' up dubs\n  I've been in this shit, almost got 10 in this shit\n  Your favorite rapper I done been in his bitch\n  Who showed you how to put gold D's on a Bentley?\n  The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside 20's\n  I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom\n  That drop bombs on you niggas, nothin' but dope rhymes\n  I was coached by the O.G.'s, taught to stay low-key\n  Now everybody know me, Mr. Fuck the Police\n  Unite the Coast, bury the snitches\n  All my niggas got two strikes and they stare at your bitches\n  Like what the fuck you gon' do when niggas run up on you\n  With a gun up on you and pull the trigger nigga\n  Welcome to California\n\n  We do what we do\n  This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  (See the Lord is my shepherd\n  Got me so hood, a nigga can't help it)\n  We do, what we do\n  This West Coast is voodoo on you\n  (And just for the record\n  I came in this world by myself and butt naked)\n"}]