Regulate the Coast

Verse 1

West coast

Chrome spinning fast on the slab

Niggas talking loud getting stuck with the tab

Big bank

Rubber bands popping

Cali heat dropping

I keep a heater tucked under the seat

Dipping through the alley on a mission for the green

Cold

Calculated

Real ones

Chorus

Regulate the game like a boss

Never worry bout the cost

Laid back

Stay strapped

Doing what we do

From the LBC to the crew

Doing what we do

Post-Chorus

Yeah yeah

That G-funk sound

Ride around

Slide around

Verse 2

Low ride

Three wheel motion in the sun

Looking for the paper cause the work is never done

Big boss

Gold chains

Old lanes

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

But I never let my homies or the family down

Pure

Soul

Hustle

Chorus

Regulate the game like a boss

Never worry bout the cost

Laid back

Stay strapped

Doing what we do

From the LBC to the crew

Doing what we do

Bridge

They see the smoke

They hear the bass

Looking at the grin upon my face

I’m a king

I’m a killa

I’m a realer

Chorus

Regulate the game like a boss

Never worry bout the cost

Laid back

Stay strapped

Doing what we do

From the LBC to the crew

Doing what we do

Post-Chorus

Yeah yeah

That G-funk sound

Ride around

Slide around

Outro

Keep it gangsta

Always

West side

Nate

Gone