Artist: C-Bo f/spice 1
Album: DJ Scribble: Traffic Jams 2000
Song: See me
Typed By: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

Verse 1
[C-Bo]
They rather see me in jail then floss in a s.l.
Diamond jew-el bank account as well I know they hating see
Me navigating throught they city on dubs and candy paint
Making they rides look pretty
T.v.'s and head rests protected by vests
Homies in s.s.'s behind me see I'm representing the west trick
Don't test this clips we blast we throw up the west
Then rip that ass picture be balling picture be falling
And it's all good you's a hater body found hit by gator
How you love that by a playa but you having mail
I'm a baller boy shot caller boy you want me falling boy
That's why you call the boys then I catch your boy
Is going to be all out smoke when I enject the clip
Is going to be all out war if

Chorus:
[C-bo]
You mess with us you enemy boy you die
The west is tuff were enemy blower
When it's war the only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die
If you mess wit us
You enemy boy you die the west is tuff your enemy blower
Only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die

Verse 2
[Spice 1]
Playa pieces and rolex and saggy pants baggets on trigga fingers
At praise of 20 grand got dubs on fire on a 500 benz born to see
Buy to the indo sipp on the henn bossaline feddy chico
Is nothing but one class coming at you niggas powered
With straight game I toting tag formation niggas die ing when we
Hit up your shit like we looking for private ryan

Verse 3
[C-Bo]
We hold this rap bust a cap put niggas on they back
They flossing the stack my mission is having a stack
Representing the cavi's westside fresh back in lacks
And pumping on 100 sacks where the homies at
Give up the two fingers spreaded niggas throwing head
More deadly than venom fully leaded I'm a keep me a strap
As long as I'm on the planet my Mother can't stand it
But shit I'm a third strike canidate

Chorus:
[C-bo]
You mess with us you enemy boy you die
The west is tuff were enemy blower
When it's war the only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die
If you mess wit us
You enemy boy you die the west is tuff your enemy blower
Only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die

Verse 4
[Spice 1]
Keep breeze's like teflon all over my body see I'm like you heffer
Still jon like gotti young solders when we step on the scene
Mob tactics there ain't no fools up in these concrete jungle
We all savage we take your average playa's
We came with the game made us we keep the heat in the stash
If we did it nigga kiss them off with the mop that
Foul that tatted up thug black brown mean mug
Pull ready to lock we shake them up
We leave them hoes witht the casket closed no luve
I'm a punk staight timer punk and it's my thug nature
Keeping me alive and funk and when I find your punk
I'm going to be ready to blast watch your back watch your front nigga
Watch that ass
We all born sinning from the ba ba beginning
Hit'em up with the heaters and leave them gone with the wind

Chorus: 2x
[C-bo]
You mess with us you enemy boy you die
The west is tuff were enemy blower
When it's war the only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die
If you mess wit us
You enemy boy you die the west is tuff your enemy blower
Only option is making a homicide
Is making them hollywood bank robbers
We dumping till we die