Now it's the west side, back to bustard I come with ghetto hustling, hooligan the boss In the streets like a press air hammer It's for G's, they sit in cells like ectoplasm From Frankfurt to Mainz, Mannheim to Mainz Ey, what raps you punkin? In tracks, constantly from Tex and Pumpkin If you're at Schles, you're a mama, you're running us the party and clamming Hey, nigga, on the west side, I make cash on the west side I still ticked, I hung around here for a long time, like Valeska Yeah, here you see real criminals We have the better women, we have the better rappers The best marijuana, fresh from Mars, I'm going to Aachs It's red and pale at sunset on the Rhine promenade Yeah, here you see street criminals Boys who spray 15 test tubes in their arms Tick grass, yeah, here you get nosebleeds From kids with criminal records that are executed in files, like a play Yeah, I regulate the west, I bring heroin to the west side I squeeze self-satisfied, the west side Come in the black, it's Juvi on the west side And you think the Batmobile is coming to the west side Yeah, this is no resort, Düsseldorf, Cologne to the Ruhrport Essen, FFM, shit in New York, NRW, RLP, Mafia class This is the west side where the rappers don't have bodyguards I come from the west side, yeah, like this TQ I bring G-Moves to the streets like Chic Luch Show off flat-screen TVs as Champions League players Kid, when I was younger, like sect members I hear ecstasy dealers, imported grass from Maastricht Back when there were Mississippi steamers Bitch, crack, grass and ass, hidden daily Paranoia because of cops, but the cash Makes it possible for a better life Today the wallet is full When I roll through the streets of West Germany at night in Benz I hear my own voice through the outside sound of the disco Colleague tracks run in the cars like the Flintstones And I drive with 260 kmh over the A61 Yeah, I turn on the indicator, stop on the left Like in the national anthem, bless Jesus, colleague of the boss Yeah, I regulate the west, I bring heroin to the west side I drink self-satisfied, the west side I come in a black SUV to the west side And you think the Batmobile comes to the west side Yeah, this is no resort, Düsseldorf, Cologne to the Ruhrpott Eating FFM shit in New York, NRW, RL, Bremen, A4 Class This is the west side where the rappers don't have bodyguards Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh