What would you do If I punked your whole crew? Would you run like a bitch from me? Niggas don't test Cause we come from the west Yes the W-S to the C Westside! Westside niggas Fuck everybody that used to be down That ain't down no mo Y'all niggas ain't from the best side Y'all don't know how we puts it down Trick ass motherfuckers
Verse 1, Ice Cube:
Let's make it happen, nigga, fuck rappin I'm bellin With three time felons, nigga, who you tellin? Doug Llewelyn that a fool sellin Thirty-six ounces what that amounts is A whole chicken finger licken is the rumor Catch a tumor you say I'm dickin my consumer Suede Puma's as I walk down Florence With warrants that don't go to court in Torrance Tonight I'm buzzin thought I wasn't Mack 10 and W.C. is like my blood cousins Eleven strikes from armed robbery to stolen bikes A nigga likes your motherfuckin Nikes
I shift gears when I see tears Fuck a record, fuck a movie I rack my uzi On boosy niggas that pretend to be friend to me We the dopest niggas on Hennessy in the industry I did a lick well I'm in a thick cell Gold teeth, two motors and pig tails And when I hear Westside Connection I get the fuckin erection
Chorus, W.C.:
So, fuck what you saying, fuck who you tellin I'm only bellin with some three time felons Nya, fuck what you saying, fuck who you tellin I'm only bellin with some three time felons
Bridge:
Rollin till the wheels fall off A nigga rollin till the wheels fall off Westside rollin till the wheels fall off A nigga rollin till the wheels fall off
Verse 2, Mack 10:
I gots to handle mines So I grinds Real O.G. parolle Throw the woop on the quarter key Ain't been out but a minute Nigga, in it, to win it Cause a five year joke leave yo stack dented Got my pockets back swollen Motorola holdin A nigga got the whole hood rollin BG's get you what you want when you need it I got them little niggas all posted up and heated Hogs put it down nothing less than a fat knot Niggas callin Mack's spot Jackpot, the crack spot Got the double up bomb can't wait So won't you bounce rock skate To where the cluckers hibernate Where we livin like stars switchin cars like they leases Servin ten pieces to your aunties and nieces While the loot keep me blasted from Inglewood to Venus Tatted Westside Connection on my back in Old English So, nigga, what you wanna bet on a set full of vet lick hitters And, ain't a crew that can get with us It's west coast, the most, I be yellin Nigga, Mack 10 bellin as a three time felon
Chorus, Ice Cube:
Fuck what you sayin, and fuck who you tellin I'm only bellin with some three time felons Fool, fuck what you sayin, and fuck who you tellin I'm only bellin with some three time felons
Bridge
Verse 3, W.C.:
Let it rain, let it drip Niggas are best to duck when I'm unleashing these clips Thoughts of manslaughter got my finger on the trigger Fuck a peace treaty, it's on with all you niggas Cause ain't no contaning me when I'm ringing these motherfuckin heaters Causing tragedy Tearing off your whole chest cavity Mobbing through the neighborhood, nigga, twenty inch bollters Fresh house, shoes, hair, rollers Lenny wanna kill me cause I got 'em all scared of this Cutthroat janky enviromental terrorist Stickering my tapes hoping that they can silence me Cause I'm a nigga that's yellin fuck society But ain't no stopping this westside click So, tell that bitch Delores Tucker to suck a niggas dick Cause I'm punking mo niggas than Deebo Illegal sipping Seagrams straight smoking on a Primo