(Ice Cube)
The world is mine nigga get back.
Don't fuck with my stack, the gage is racked
About the drop the bomb I'm the motherfuckin don
Big fish in a small pond.
Now the feds wanna throw the book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold their breath they wanna miss me when i'm tipsy
Runnin everything Westside of Mississippi
It's the unseen pullin strings with my pinky ring
We got your woman so pucker up, Fo' we fuck her up.
Bow down before I make a phone call,
get 25 niggas runnin' up on ya'll
Fo' the cheese we want them keys
Everybody freeze on ya knees butt naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart, nigga rewind my part and...
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Bow down...
When I come to your town.
Bow down...
When I'm Westward bound
Cuz I ain't a hater like you,
Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you.
(Mack 10)
I take ten steps and I draw
Now who's dissin' the mad ass Inglewood
The Westside connects with me and South Central
And a drag from the zigzag can't fuck with the Philly's.
Holding down the Wild West like the kid they call Billy
Once again it's Mack 10 the Gold Crown Holda
Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola
Now who wanna fuss so i can buss when i cuss
My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus
Since a teen I chased the green the crack scene king -
Lolos Cornishes and Bagguettes on my pieces
So recognize these real G's take the cheese
The Westside connection keep it rollin' like gold D's
Three Wheelin and Dealin is like the California style
But in the mean while in my town you got to Bow...
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(W.C.)
Well it's that chuck wearing still sporting a beanie in the shadiest
Nigga in the click who want to see me as I slide my locs on let
My khakis hang Westside Connection gang bing bing bang run away run
Away or get yo' punk ass sprayed by this H double O to the D to the S.T.A.
Fuck hiding it I'm gang related simple and plain
Which means I could give a fuck about you niggas in the rap gang
Flashy niggas get stuck up beat the fuck up when you come around
Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero's affiliate
Fuck a studio lyricist I'm real with this talk the talk walk the walk
Dis me on wax and I'm tryin to saw your whole fuckin head off
I'm platinum bound so bitch shut up punk all yahh
Could kiss my Converse like it's sh'o nuff...
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