JOSYLVIO - Westside ft. 3ROBI, KILLER KAMAL

[Verse 1: Josylvio]
I went from running on the streets to running on the beats
When they ask at the police station, I don’t tell anything
We smoke in the jeep, only roll with the G’s
They stick to my body when those bitches see me
I want a brand new Benz and burn the tires
We are in a hurry, bro
No we don’t have time to wait
On the road for those things, I have a sick thought
Weed is that soft one, stack not under mattresses
The attitude is mad, could still leave Van Klasse
But I’m real bro, don’t need a deal, bro
You can keep that advance with you, I’m here, bro
Those rappers talk about guns for decoration, bro
If I pull up with my boys the game is already won
Smoked all day, don’t even think about my lungs
All those men go lusting when I come for that price
Catch your ass somewhere lacking, everything will come with time

[Hook: Josylvio]
You can’t get where we are with my warrior on the avenue
I don’t care about this fame, I’m still the same
We must undercover, we are always ready for cake
They ask where are you going, I just say:
You can find me in the Westside
You can find me in the Westside

[Break: 3robi, Aart Zeeman]
A gang of robbers from Amsterdam West. The police took action after months of investigations yesterday with dozens of officers and an arrest team. End a wave of robberies across the country
Mathafack
Wild West, ey

[Verse 2: 3robi]
3robi, spow, pow, like a rocket, I rise
Fuck the blue bro, I’m silent anyway
Crazy stress, I smoke a joint for my head
Take it easy with your money you will be robbed
Like Robben, bro, I always have threats
Bro’s rob for money that’s a threat
Guys with no fucking job on that left lane
Shi crazy house full of cloth is being clinked man
Went away in a scotch chase
Many move up and down, just like a suspension
Brothers on the street are on vicious bracketing
And that sel3a ceering, fuck probation
No diploma, I have MDMA
Gloves bro, police wants that DNA
Want a crazy Benz, a crazy CLA
I am a crazy person when I do crazy things

[Break: Aart Zeeman]
An XTC laboratory was discovered on Tuesday evening at Gaasbeekstraat in Woensel-Noord. 5500 liters of chemicals were found, enough to produce hundreds of kilos of MDMA

[Verse 3: Killer Kamal]
Hello, I am from Noord-Brabant, Eindhoven-Noord, Woensel-Noord
I’m crazy, in my head, as you should hear
Esko on the keyboard, Kamal speaking
So yes, there is a score, and the hoes are on board
I never answer the police (never)
Every night at the office, no sickness law
Ten to six in the morning, but I can’t go to bed yet
I wound up this beat, like John Mieremet
Throw the W van Woensel as Machiavelli
You kick with my shoe sole like Balotelli
All running drerrie in Woensel-West, do your best
Find your money to keep your head up and feed your nest
And this society is sabotage
Here in the west, government is on that espionage
Empty another window, that’s tabonage
They fuck you like ho and you don’t even get a pay