Trouble in the West by. Fa'atupu Vevesi feat. Liko the Don & Big Kava

Intro

Yeah

Dark clouds in the west, homie

Polynesian streets

Verse 1

Slide through the block, loc'd out, shit's wild

Tattooed fists, big bro with that crooked smile

Samoa to LA, we run that street style

Broken bottles, squad deep, enemies in the pile

Blue rag swinging, heavy with that pride

Crack fiends lurk on the edge, they ain't never tried

Bouncing old schools, chain smoke, stay high

Every corner got hustle, watch the slow ride

Chorus

Niggas in trouble, time to double up

Pigs come creeping, we ain't giving up

West side crazy, heat in the trunk

Life ain't fair, so we never give a fuck

Verse 2

Six-four rimmed up, that island funk

Jungle roots run deep, got heads getting slumped

Girls in the yard, got that switch like a pump

OG's rolling dice, see the rats get jumped

Boys on parole, don't talk, just stare

Cousins in the pen throwing signs in the air

Life hard as stone, mark my line with blood

Got the ocean in my veins, streets drown in the mud

Chorus

Niggas in trouble, time to double up

Pigs come creeping, we ain't giving up

West side crazy, heat in the trunk

Life ain't fair, so we never give a fuck

Verse 3

Big homie call the shots, flames from the tongue

Concrete jungle, where the real get sprung

Island kings link up, smell the cokey burn

Money in a dryer, watch the world take turns

You could catch a fade, or slip in the tide

Coconuts cracked, liquor stash outside

Glocks in the backpack, say less, roll ready

Barbecue lit, my demeanor stay deadly

Posse Hook

Niggas in trouble, that's the word in the breeze

Samoans roll thick, put these marks on their knees

From Pago to Frisco, South Bay to Queens

West Coast family, stacking cash by the sea

Verse 4: Liko The Don & Big Kava

Liko: Hammer in my shorts, shaka out the window

Surf’s up, but we bring a storm when we roll

Big Kava: Bustin' leans on foes, sappin' straight from the root

Sons of the islands, cutthroat in steel-toe boots

Liko: Flip-flops in the sand, but a pistol tucked tight

Westside sun, make the crowd duck at night

Big Kava: Family ride deep, blowin' smoke like a lava tube

Nothing but heat when we show up for the barbecue

Chorus

Niggas in trouble, time to double up

Pigs come creeping, we ain't giving up

West side crazy, heat in the trunk

Life ain't fair, so we never give a fuck

Outro

Out in Oahu, blue sirens ring

Manu'a blood, heavy, in the mix with the kings

Reggae blarin', but the block ain't sweet

Duet reppin’ poly, g-funk on repeat

Trouble stay prowlin' on every street