Drop Da Bass - L-Tune, Rimsky, 10rtm

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Puffing the blunt, coughing it out

Lay in the cut, praying to God, playing the card, weighing my luck

Waiting for sun to come up, hitting the bat with a puck

Playhaters play this in cell blocks and fall apart

As I spit words, I wait no rewards (no rewards)

As the ground swirls, your balls get burst

You may call Earl or call your boss, get nerves

This fake pros, ain’t nothing but the hoes (say what)

Stop it, if you think you gonna make a profit gee (gee)

Never know when you lay in a coffin gee (fo real)

Drop the slapping baseline from 213

Alex Fima representing for them streets

This your boy G — From Russia With West (fo real)

Bringing you the cream of cream, only best

From international scene, you know what I mean?

(Yeah!) G-Funk for real to the extreme

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Oh, what a poetic feeling, home is a broken ass

Building.

All along drug addict children.

Old men are

Drunkards chilling, shit you don’t wanna mess with!

But I’m flexin', pop lock dancin'!

(Aha!)

I’ve got a positive mind in this dungeons.

(Yeah!)

And we need to paradigm shift of conscience.

(Right!)

If you want changes, then change your behaviour

Now don’t think, (No) just shake what your mama gave ya!

With a G’d up sound, you can’t lay me down

On my way and my feet don’t fail me now

Got game, but i ain’t gonna play around

Say my name 3 times — i’ll blast ya

Educated by the criminal music of the west

On the low on the phone — when it’s on, say less

Not to get under the hammers when you’re in the PD

When i got the real P, you don’t wanna be me

Low key and now you busta can’t see the R

Tryina mess wit' it you’re gonna need the CPR

Forget this.

now the funk make-make me high

Like a doctor said: «let-let-let me ride»

To Spice 1, Mass 187 or King-T

C-Bo, Foesum, Murder Squad and OG Daddy V

HPG, WC, Big Prodeje, Eazy-E

It’s paying homage respect to them real OGs overseas

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line

Drop the baseline, drop-drop the baseline

Get your grime-grime and post to FaceTime

Props to west life from pros with cocks high

Views from birds eye, my crew holds coast line