1.Hoo Bangin'
作詞：All Frum Tha, William Calhoun, The Comrads, O'shea Jackson,
Darrell Johnson, D Rolison
(Westside)
Hoo bangin' on the transformers
These trick-ass niggas quick to tuck they tail
But fuck that, you know how we get
Can't get enough of this gangsta shit
It's the Don, go let 'em know
Unwettable, ahh, big fish incredible
Hoo bangin' on the white collars got a pile of dollars
Still rollin' Impalas
I'm bombin' on Common Sense
Chicago is mine, nigga hit the fence
Intense kingpin nigga worldwide
And I bring sin when I wanna hoo-ride
Who died and who applied the pressure
Show me 3 niggas that's fresher
Westside Connect Gang, oh yeah, we talkin' shit
Nigga do you know who you fuckin' wit？
Ice Cube is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Ice Cube is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
It's Mack 10 fool that nigga with heaters
Gauges, revolvers, techs and millimeters
You know how we hoo-ride when we collide
Niggas run but they can't hide
'Cause it's world wide
(Inglewood)
I'm jackin' and lickin' punks that's straight trippin'
Square ass niggas can't tell a ounce from a chicken
I fill you full of lead and I take you Big heads
So nigga watch how ya talkin' I'm still chicken hawkin'
So hit the deck punk, don't move, my gun is bigger
And you'll be dead if I pull this trigger
So where the safe at, I want the loot and the cavey
Yo money or yo life, so punk act like you savey
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Mack 10 is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Yes, you are now rockin' with the West
We don't fuck with the stress
(Westside)
Allie Allie all come free bending the corner
Blowed with a pocket full of weed
Serving all enemies, fuck your whole set
This is the Westside Connect I'm stealing to the neck
Nigga where y'all from, where y'all from
Better be the same that I'm claiming muthafuck explainin'
I'm swinging dropping these thangs drinking gin out the bottle
Steadily hoo slangin' out the blue Monte Carlo
Spitting hollows out my roscoe in packs as I blast
Getting my stalk on walk-on nigga waving my flag
Skip skip I'm from that do low double-O hoodsta ride
Sack jacking purse snatching hoo-banging till I die
WC is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
WC is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Bullshit after bullshit, what is this？
Got to let these mothafuckas know we mean business
Cock the hammer back and all smiles turn to frowns
Bow down before you realize you out of bounds
Connect subject to do ya who ya
Think you fuckin' wit don't let that smooth shit fool ya
Gots no love for you, your crew we bring trouble too
Steal you bitch and have her throwing up the, 'W'
K-Dee is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
K-Dee is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Now we duck tapin' ankles and wrists
Following home niggas bitches
Layin' in the cut in chucks an' ski masks
Pistol whip they ass till they open up the safe in Calabasas
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, nigga
Kick in yo assets all yo doe an yo baguettes
Before I have to go to torturin'
Robberies been the thang since paroled out of Corcoran
Tha Comrades is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Tha Comrades is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Guess who just stepped out the smog
It's the Westside Connection mixed wit rips an Dogs
All you muthafuckas is talkin' tuff
Mad at my homies 'cause they platinum plus
Since I'm the gate keeper, fuck yo street sweeper
All my homies is handy wit they heaters
You better tighten up yo bullet-proof vest
You niggas can't fuck wit the
Wild wild west
AllFrumTha I is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Connect Gang is the lick, Westside is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Incredible, ahh, Dub-S-C-G
Sendin' love to the penetentiry
We hoo-bang, and we hoo-ride
Always represent the worldwide Westside
(Westside)
2.It's The Holidaze
作詞：Dallas Austin, William Calhoun, O'shea Jackson, Dedrick
Rolison
Tell ya people that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya high
(Holla at a pimp)
Talkin' shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel alright
Cook somethin' serve somethin', like George Girv somethin'
Fingaroll Michael Irv somethin', smoke sometin'
'Cuz it's the holidaze, get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze
I'm come through wit' the brand new light blue
Ready to eat n' shit, niggas can't compete my shit
Got the whole family on the law, so mine's be jealous
Like that nigga marcellous but don't get overzealous
And try to ball wit' a nigga who play double headas 'cuz
I'll pull out the double wettas
Cock 'em back and treat you like you neva met us
So this year fill ya heart wit' cheer or disappear nigga
Holla if ya clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha
Grinch
I got your Christmas list but I ain't buyin' you shit
Tell ya people that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya high
(I'm on my way)
Talkin' shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel alright
I wanna know what you gonna do for the holidaze？
(You know, I'm comin' through for the holidaze)
What you gonna do for the holidaze？
(I'm comin' through to scoop you for the holidaze)
Westside Connect gang-ga-gang
Connect gang-ga-gang
Connect gang-ga-gang
Ba boom, guess who stepped in the room
Off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the missteltoe
Shoppin' cookies, bag full of Goodies
Smokin' out your city with this blue berry sticky icky
WC off the hinges my witness
And them high switchez for a Ghetto fucking Christmas
Hit the block flossin', I got's to rap
Three wheelin' with the Konjak on my bud nyya
Gangsta Gangsta got 'em lookin' my way
'Cuz I got the new 'West Class' in the drive-way
Bendin' the corner, put it up on ya
Like threelik swing, swing, bling bling
Mad hoggin, bouncin, sippin' beer
Blindin' niggaz wit' the carrots in my ear
Another currin' out the gate, stack them big heads
Dub tryin' get me Tween some scared nyya
Tell ya people that I'm comin' by
(Skip, skip)
Got that shit that'll get ya high
(Don't trip)
Talkin' shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel alright
I wanna know what you gonna do for the holidaze？
(Say what I'm comin' through for the holidaze)
What you gonna do for the holidaze？
(I'm comin' through to fuck you for the holidaze)
Holla at a pimp, holla at a pimp
It's that time of year I got a Sack of Scrizzla
And meants for the whitening sabber and Chinchilla
I know my momma cooked, I can hardly wait
I'm hungry so when I come through hand me a plate
Or that down hun southern cook connect jam
Now easy on the ham, but heavy on the candy jam
I see you lookin' at me bugged out
(No doubt)
Pull up in a bentley straight Thugged out
Heavy metal, extreame ghetto and bugs
And only converse on my pedal 'cuz all I wear is chucks
While I'm greasin' G all down on my drawers
And you know I plained up like Santa Claus
I grind and do what I do to make a not
And the Cali weather ain't the only thing that's hot
Chicken Hawkin', I stay away from guys that snitchin'
And though it's sunny I'm still around hoes 'cuz I'm pitchin'
Tell ya people that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya high
(I'm do or die)
Talkin' shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel alright
I wanna know what you gonna do for the holidaze？
(What you wanna do？ I'm comin' through for the holidaze)
What you gonna do for the holidaze？
(I'm comin' through to drink a brew for the holidaze)
3.Superstar (Double Murder=Double Platinum)
作詞：William Calhoun, O'shea Jackson, Dedrick Rolison, Dorsey
Wesley
While you're shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin'
Rollin' in my SUV
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super superstar
You know we're super superstars
Everybody know jail records sell records
I'ma catch a case come to court nigga bail naked
I got the formula double murder equal double platinum
I know these bitch niggaz wonderin' why I'm bustin' at 'em
The rich an' famous ignoramus
It's kind of heinous with the picture of the world that he paint
us
The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug got
Ain't enough nigga where your mug shot？
Where's your drug spot nigga you's a was-not
I can't bump your shit if you never was shot
Before you bust a verse nigga go snatch a purse
You ain't my dogg till you laid up in a Herse
And you'll learn about loyalty when the record company
Try to fuck your family out the royalty
Your number one with a bullet and you took it in the back
Goddamn that nigga can rap
While you're shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin'
Rollin' in my SUV
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super superstar
You know we're super superstars
Now break me down, check my resume, tell me what it say
It's the hood or nothing cross 'em out and put a K
No no, it don't matter how good you spit
If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your shit
Who gives a fuck if your money and game up to par
'Cause jail time and bullets make a nigga a star
But it's a shame you ain't gettin' no real ass figures
Got these white kid fooled like you some real ass nigga
But most of y'all is cowards ain't nothin' like me
'Cause I'm a Westside motherfucker Inglewood G
And fuck sellin' records if I gotta get murd
I'd rather put my hustles down cook and cut up work
And it ain't but a few real killas and scrappers
And all these so-called gangstas really backpack rappers
And I can care less about a battlin' skills
'Cause when you bump Mack 10 you get the real reel
While you're shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin'
Rollin' in my SUV
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super superstar
You know we're super superstars
Fucked up down the game is fucked up now
This new rapper got shot and looked up now nigga
Fuck a peace service soon as dub hit the surface
I got 'em shakin' and nervous 'cause y'all done created a
murderous
Brazin' tattoo so blaze the zag fool afraid the gat you
Got my gauge right at you
Fuck Paula Abdul I'm an American Idol
With my album cover posin' with a semi auto rifle
'Cause murderin' vital cells and steels ain't real enough
The media wants drama so I ain't givin' a fuck
If I kill me nigga won't get shot in the heart
I can hit the countdown to one-o-six and park
So bang this shit nigga hang that shit
You say you don't but I know you love this gangsta shit nigga
'Cause bulletholes and record sales go to together
Like cops an' radars ash and A and R
While you're shuckin' and jivin' howdy drivin'
Rollin' in my SUV
All my plus three thugs on the way to the club
And when I come you got love for me
'Cause I'm a super superstar
You know we're super superstars
To all my niggaz lovin' chicken and watermelon
Talk brokin' English and drug sellin'
Rap murderous lyrics and story tellin'
You got to be a felon to get your shit sellin'
And if it got to be that way
A nigga murder me a rapper today
It just happened today, so if I come clappin' your way
It's just to sell what a nigga sold back in the day
Bang this and my niggaz get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the bitches go painless
Bang this if you want to be famous
Bang this and my niggaz get dangerous
Bang this with a four five stainless
Bang this and the bitches go painless
Bang this if you want to be famous
4.Gangstsa Don't Dance (Insert)
作詞：William Calhoun, O'shea Jackson, Dedrick Rolison
Gangstas don't dance, we boogie
Niggas, go out an' get your cookies
Gangstas don't dance, we boogie
Stay the fuck away from the rookies
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