The New Message (Feat Kam) - Akon

See I'm a real G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you know
Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia
Never will I leave California
Where is my Ds
You know sometimes you gotta go back
Back in the time back to the basis
Til we understand what is goin' on
Okey
So yo KAM
Said what
Man real mother******* fags everywhere
And keep positions in the game and it's just ain't fare
How they call the shots and they make the choice
In this business real niggaz ain't got no voice
Rats in the videos catch small chat
Caught speed up in Cali' like they all that
I tried to get paid but I can't get far
Cause they don't never wanna see real ni**a Rap Star
But I was born with a creative mind
Inclined to resurrect the deaf
Dumb and blind "That's right"
A ni**a tried to troop so when I ride on you
Man only God knows what I'm gonna do
I roll through every ghetto and be in every state show
When I move it like I be movin' heavy weight
So all the places where y'all dip in and where y'all stay
Mayday cause ain't body save today
Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead
Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread
Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you know
Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia
Never will I leave California
Where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme
Make you wanna just get outta California
Then where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme
Make you wanna just get outta California
Devils gettin' mad
Radio and TV got niggaz doin' too much
Just tryin' to be Rap
All my niggaz on the front line battle or fight
And can't even get to shine
Man you know that ain't right
Killers and gangsters they ring my phone
And be askin' me: why I'm not on
A lot of dumb hateration just cause I'm in the nation
Can't get no love on TV or the Radio Station
The cold ramp torture the ni**a 'til he cracked
I just got to turn it down
Most of these crackers really whack
A damn shame it's so lame a ni**a case ignite
Right sometimes I think I do the same
That's where I might put it to tame
Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead
Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread
Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you know
Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia
Never will I leave California
Where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme
Make you wanna just get outta California
Then where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme
Make you wanna just get outta California
These fools liars they're all ain't nothin' but haters
They ain't thugs pimps or pushers these niggaz is big fakers
Drivin' big cars on 20 Inch rims
But will they help you blow "No" well alright then
They're suckers faggots blockers maggots
Dick jackers and some of them even ** *******
But you say I'm rude - uh I'm a nice dude
I just wind up knockin' out Ice Cube "SOLO"
So now my thugs say: Homie I don't need no record deal
Cause the East is the turf I'm just keepin' it real
And all my niggaz smokin' leafer cause ****'s gettin' deeper
Got them paranoid tryin' to avoid the Grim Reaper
Keepin' hands on their heats chucks on their feats
Wearin' white Ts and runnin' the streets
Cause it's all about money in this land of milkin' honey
So I'm down with Farhekahn ain't a damn thing funny ni**a
Aiy don't blame me like West Coast rap is dead
Y'all are tryin' not to break no bread
Okey see I'm a real G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you know
Got a flow that's thick as the ammonia
Never will I leave California
Where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme make you wanna just get outta California
Then where is my dreams
It's like a struggle to rhyme make you wanna just get outta California
Awww awww bang bang
Awww awww bang bang
Don't test me now bang bang
Awww awww bang bang
This is the Westcoast sound