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(Feat. Kurupt, Daz)
you Got Them Funny Ass Colors On
take Them Off
if You In The Club With Ice On
we Taken Em
i Thought You Was A Gangster
***** You Better Shake It Off (What) Sha, Sha, Shake It Off
or Get Banged On
[The Game:]
gettin' My Bang On
red Strings On
lue Vaton Kicks, Lue Vaton Frames On
lue Vaton Belt Holdin' The 4,5
you Know Who I Am Bitch
i'm Mr. Westside
[Daz:]
this West West, It's Nothin
get Your Pistols, Get Your Flags
gangsters, We Let Us Have?
we Cock It Back And Blast
like Booyaka Booyaka
we Lay The Party Down
ga, Ga, Game Dog Pound
[The Game:]
everybodddyyy Geettt Dooowwnnn
[Kurupt:]
punk ***, I Nurture And Breed
i Aint Never Gaved A **** Bout A Bitch's Needs
and Bitch *****s Try To Invade Our Town
i'mma Lay Them Down
spray The K And Get Out
[The Game:]
say Goodbye To The 6,4
hello To The 6 Tray
he Aint Never Seen Hydraulics
look At His Bitch Face
up..Down, Now Watch My **** Scrape
daz Call Snoop Imma Crip Walk To Get Dre
and Blood Bounce Back, Heat On The Track
dribble Rock Like Wade And Bounce Like Shaq
trow An O' In A Pot And Watch It Bounce Right Back
like That, Like That, Like That
you Got Them Funny Ass Colors On
take Them Off
if You In The Club With Ice On
we Taken Em
i Thought You Was A Gangster
*** You Better Shake It Off (What) Sha, Sha, Shake It Off
or Get Banged On
[Daz:]
we Street Connected
respect That I Get Is Pathetic
when I Did It, I Must Of ????***** Rep It
lil Homies Around Here Constantly On Smash Mode
lil *****s With Pistols Just Blowin Out Our *******s
this Is How We Givin'??
the Culture Is How We Livin
fresh Out The Hospital Or Fresh Out The Prison
real *****s For Life, The Rules Of The G
nwa Got The D.R.E
[The Game:]
we Not S.T.A.R.'s
we Don't Put Stars On Our Shoes Bitch
we Put The Whole Car On The Shoes?
we Don't Wanna See My Car On The News
i Set It Off Like Queen Latifah
red Beam On The Lina
[Kurupt:]
bang Out
trippin In Trafic, Dippin The Classics
dippin The Classics, Whippin That Asses
hood *****s Ready To Get It
your Bitch Can Get It
cuz I Know She'll Suck A Dick In Less Then A Minute
cuz Imma Have To Show Them Where The House At
two Milli Mac's,
semi Automatic Situation On Clap, In The Back With A Sac
cadillac All Black Like This And Like That
bang, Broken Like Glass And Plastic
bang Out On Them With A Mask On Plastic
we Got Access To Mask And Plastic's?
purchase Last Week
dpgc
you Got Them Funny Ass Colors On
take Them Off
if You In The Club With Ice On
we Taken Em
i Thought You Was A Gangster
*** You Better Shake It Off (What) Sha, Sha, Shake It Off
or Get Banged On
[The Game:] Here Come Out Them Out Of Town *****s
what Up Blood
[Kurupt:] What Up Cuz
they Don't Even Know Tupac First Album Was
[The Game:] Should I Tell Them Blood?
[Kurupt:] Naw, **** Em Loc
[The Game:] Me Amd Kurupt 3 Weelin' On Then
hundred Spokes
[Kurupt:] Gas, Brake, Bounce And Scrape
[The Game:] Run Up In The 6,4 See The Ak
[Bang] Like Easy
[Bang] Like Dre
[Bang] Like Snoop
[Bang] In La
[Bang] Like Crips And Blood From That One?
where Bath And Ape Hoodie Get Strip In A Club?
like A Bitch In A Club, Watch Em Strip In A Club
you Like Ice Creams, Get A Banana Split In A Club
no Jewelery, You Cant Wear **** In The Club
and That Goes For Every ***** And Bitch In The Club
so You Better Take It Off Before You Get In The Club
game And Dogg Pound Outside Sittin' On Dubs
remember That
you Got Them Funny Ass Colors On
take Them Off
if You In The Club With Ice On
we Taken Em
i Thought You Was A Gangster
*** You Better Shake It Off (What) Sha, Sha, Shake It Off
or Get Banged On
Bang Along Lyrics
(Chorus) 2x
One for the Impalas
Two for the gold d’s
Three for the switches
Middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude
I will not let it die
Four fingers up
Two twisted for the Westside
Yo, I use to dribble the rock down the block
In ’94 shoot the courts out,
N killa wayne brought that Porsche out
I had the illist jump shot
So he bettin all his money on me
12 years old with all the hunnies on me
Patrick Ewing’s on, I kept the fresh kicks
Take a nigga out his jordans if the mutha****s fit (they fit)
So I’m back up the block
****in wit the homies tryin to teach em how to slap box
In front of the crack spot, feens fightin over crack rock
Dimes the size of golf balls yea them ****s was that hot
Had them black locs on like MC Rhen
N debo came through in the hood in that coke white benz
Before 106 & Park and 24 inch rims
Before these corny niggas kept the stickers under they brims
There was a little nigga in Compton 5’10
He was dope as a mutha****a I wanted to be like him
(Chorus)
**** it I ain’t gon lie homey
I use to do the Hammer dance
Make it worse I had steel toes on and hammer pants (****ed up right)
That’s when my pops had the weight
He had to blow while I was blowin in Nintendo tapes
Got my ass whooped for takin the duck hunt gun outside
In my window watchin all the kids have fun outside
Ice cream truck makin noise I wanna run outside
But I’mma get my ass whooped again if I run outside
Swear I was on punishment till like my 10th year
This new girl move on the block light skin with wavy hair
I asked her did she wanna hug me and she was like I don’t care
So I took the training bra off that’s when she got scared
She wanted me to be her boyfriend so I was like yea
Tryin to think of LL lines in the back of my head (when I’m alone in my room)
Can’t remember what he said
But I know Uncle Lou
Bitch give me some head
It goes…
(Chorus)2x
**** I’m grown now
Pops in jail I’m on my own now
Got my first kilo and my brick four now
Two door cutlass sittin on dat chrome now
Headin to the county jail two t’s coming home now
Yea homie ****s changed, niggas don’t bang like they use to
And I can’t dunk like I use to
Niggas don’t move fast enough when they hear the woooo wooo
And takin fades is played out like FUBU
I got a tv in the dash watchin Friday
21 no fella tellin niggas crime pay
Red rag in my pocket doin it my way
Two switches on the cutlass bounce sideways
4 amps fifteens beatin the trunk
Try to jack me for my **** gotta beat me to the pump
Punk, I’m on my gangsta ****
Nigga wit a attitude on my mutha****in gangsta ****
(Chorus)2x