nigga we roll like dice For the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you sayin? Dub C still claimin
streets Homeboy you don't work, homeboy you don't eat "You don't work, you can't eat" [WC] This record was put together by Jay Dee, Coolio, and the W
, don't want none An' just 'cause we talkin', what you doin' C walkin'? It's not just a dance, it's a way o' livin' Now if ya C walkin', ya best to see
[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
lench mob rider with triple xo wearin' v v s stones ooh shit this independent game got my ass sittin on chrome DUB C NIGGAS THOUGHT IT WAS OVER CAUSE
my name? (scratching) I'm, I'm, I'm a dub to the C I'ma dub to the C I'ma dub to the C I'ma dub to the C Chorus Bang bang Hoo Hoooo!
(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
for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens roar Better get that money, and be out the door [W.C.]
Penny But this ain't _Good Times_, it's nothin but hard times And where I'm from, we kick nothin but rough rhymes The M-A-A-D C-i-r-c-l-e Slingshot khakis
[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
t settle for less Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out [W.C. and Coolio] Get on up on that funk And maybe you'll feel better (repeat 2X) [W.C.]
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
