Westwood Crib Session Lyrics

B Side (785) Lyrics

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Selected song name: Westwood Crib Session
Singer Name: B Side (785)
Lyrics written by: B Side (785)

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Part 1: Prod. by LABeats


Like where dey doe?
Where dey all hiding?
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it
I heard there was opps on the block so come let's go find dem
Like heard there was opps on the block
So come let's go find dem


It's like free bucky B I know he's holding sh*t down in ISIS
Like this time last year Belmarsh I was baking off with the lifers
Right now I'm kinda p*ssed off
I ain't really tryna breach my license
And I been on the run for a year now
It's long, I keep dashing from the sirens
B Side's where the G's at
Dat's the home of the convicts
Like come take a trip 'round my block
N***a if you think you're on sh*t
Like dey don't want smoke
Nah dey don't want conflict
Dem boy there some actors
And dem boy der ain't on p*ss

Like where dey doe?
Where dey all hiding?
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it
I heard there was opps on the block
So come let's go find dem
Like I heard there was opps on the block
So come let's go find dem


On sh*t from a yute man
Ask anyone I've been bad from a pickney
Like manna still ducking and diving
And the pigs are still tryna nick me
Dis n***a say he's on me, what he's on me?
Den I told him come dip me
Dip-dip for a man's back let my rambo puncture man's kidney
The opps dem talk too much
They do a whole load of tweaking
Like catch a man lacking in the B's gonna hold a lot more than a beating
Like little D, KK and Arzi will stab man up for no reason
That's bare skududu in the ding-dong
Wheel spin, the tyres all screeching
Couple man banned from the ends
And dem boy der can't come back
Dem boys they some pussies
Dem man there watched me get stabbed in my back
And it don't make sense
Cah now dem man wan' talk bad on tracks
But I licked a stain with dem man
Den I stain 'em for 10 bags cash
Upsuh the kitties know me
I'm the one they get their gear from
Talk about 25 shots in a Mac but you've never been near one
Pull up on your block with the dots
Live corn I ain't letting off air guns
The 12-gauge sound like thunder
The ting nearly burst up my ear drums

Like where dey doe?
Where dey all hiding?
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it
I heard there was opps on the block
So come let's go find dem
Like I heard there was opps on the block
So come let's go find dem

Part 2:


Get round dere man swerve and skidup
See man run drop curl and trip up
Add dat K get smoked or dip up
Drench him rip skin tear through liver
What he's on man I can't hear dat n***a?
Air dat b*t*h cah dat gyal too inner
Been on volts from kneehigh n***a
Like 3 K1 dats a B Side driller
Get round dere man swerve and skidup
See man run drop curl and trip up
Add dat K get smoked or dip up
Drench him rip skin tear through liver
What he's on man I can't hear dat n***a?
Air dat b*t*h cah dat gyal too inner
Been on volts from kneehigh n***a
Like 3 K1 dats a B Side driller