[WC] Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH! [E-40] BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah! [WC] Dub Cya, nya! [E-40] Uhhhh, hah! [WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc? [E-40]
"This afternoon we want to talk about" "Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from" [WC] Five yers ago when I was in high school No bills to
Yea, turn the music up a little bit Yea, a little bit louder, right there In the name of the streets Click, click, boo ya, Dub kicked the frame in Nigga
[WC] Uhh, yeah! What's crackin y'all? Dub C Still chasin this cheese, puttin it down Whassup Nate? [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still
Feelin' good Grippin' wood Layin' upon the leather sunny weather rollin' with the windows down low Hittin' kush niggas look cause I'm drinkin' an
Mm, mm, mm [WC] Aw Yeah I'm wit this It's me, the shadiest one (Dub, callin' all dubs) [Ice Cube] Hot licks, hot licks Comin' wit them hot licks, hot
(Talking) Here's a story About a bitch About a bitch I once fucked wit Now I want ya'll to listen real close Shit's a trip Peep game Used to have a bitch
[Chorus: P. Dot] When them guns goes off, we be ready for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens
(I wanna know do you feel it Let me know do you feel it Do you feel it) --> Ohio Players Make ya feel me I'm with this right here Hey yo
[Verse: WC] We been through SL Coupe Wrist froze like Igloo Big Lou, Tony get your sauce swirled Come twisting, Nina whistling that you with your home
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X) It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the Tilt Faded off a eightball, when I got the phone call I recognized
[Coolio] Get on up on that funk And maybe you'll feel better (repeat 2X) I got the funk inside me, yes it guides me The light in my eyes, is shinin brightly
Intro: WC Yeah, ain't nothing changed, know what I'm saying? Still the same old same old, W.C. still in effect Yo, break it down Jinx Verse One: WC Damn
*beep* Front, back, side to side We be givin it up, until the day we DIE! It's on! Yeah baby I'm down here at Homey's Hydraulics gettin my shit juicted
Back in the days when I was tryin' to come up in the rap game Livin' like a [unverified], bustlin' spare change Drivin' a bucket, livin' in a shack Tryin
Off that ignorant, belligerent, gorilla people like mugilla From the chickens, liver, stanky rivers like kitty liver Take my finger out your putang you
1 for the money, 2 for the streets 3 for the niggas with the gangsta-ass beats A .45, cause I'm up to no good 6 plus 4 plus 1 for the hood Steppin outside