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Execution
West Coast Rap
Execution은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 4월 23일일에 Vibe Curfew Productions에서 발매되었습니다.West Coast Radio No. 19
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발매일2026년 4월 23일
라벨Vibe Curfew Productions
언어English
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실연 아티스트
Vibe Curfew
Vibe Curfew
보컬
Maximilian Stapf
Maximilian Stapf
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Maximilian Stapf
Maximilian Stapf
가사
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Vibe Curfew
Vibe Curfew
추가 엔지니어
Maximilian Stapf
Maximilian Stapf
보컬 녹음 엔지니어

가사

Yeah
Westside midnight, haha
Yeah
Westside midnight, engines growlin' slow
Streetlights flicker while the killers patrol
Chrome reflect murder in a cold-ass glow
Only ruthless **** really run this road
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Impala roll slow with the trunk full of thunder
Two killers in the back make a loudmouth wonder
If his breath gon' last through the next damn turn
Or his punk-ass chest finna twist and burn
Pull up curbside quiet, then the window drop low
Hear a coward start beggin', but the answer was no
Left his whole damn shirt lookin' wet with regret
While the street drank red like it ain't done yet
**** on my side keep the steel real near
Leave a fake tough rival disappear from here
One flash from the barrel make a loudmouth freeze
Then his body hit pavement with a cracked-ass wheeze
See a gold-dig bitch tryna cling to my ride
'Cause she mouth off slick with that jealous-ass pride
Grab her wrist, toss her out where the gutter rats roam
Ain't no loud disrespect in the king's damn zone
West Coast discipline carved deep in bone
Leave a traitor leg twisted by a payphone tone
Every rival crew scatter when the headlights beam
Dead-end boulevard where the weak life end
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Cadillac glide slow through a hostile lane
With a pump in the seat like a loaded damn brain
Every rival on sight get erased on cue
Leave his crew lookin' pale when the smoke cut through
One **** tried flex with a shaky-ass stance
Now his body stretched stiff in a chalk line trance
Street sweep echo make the block go mute
Only bassline thump and the smell of the shoot
Saw a snake-ass friend tryna whisper my name
So I followed his steps with a murderin' aim
Cornered that coward near a busted street sign
Left him leaked where he stood, that's the Westside line
Another loud ho tried test my respect
Talkin' slick like she think she a threat
Left her cryin' in the alley where the trash cans lean
No queen in my circle if she foul or obscene
**** stay ready when the sirens approach
Keep the heater tucked low in the crease of the coat
West Coast vengeance never talk, it act
Leave your whole damn future in a body bag stack
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Chrome still spin while the night stay mean
Yellow tape flutter where the shells once seen
Westside legend carved deep in the street
Where survival mean violence and the ruthless compete
Written by: Maximilian Stapf
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