I jumped out the blocks like ready! set! go!Check all my traps and dodge to FedcoI'm all up the mix like a fuckin collage
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And out in the garage, is a Bentley OnageWith the brains blowed out, so the suns beamingI got the jackers drooling and the hoes feindingSince I'm Westside Connected I got a streets on hypeI got big deals, big skrill, big wheels, big pipesTwenty-inches roll – goin' get these hoesPicky hoes - wanna roll with my NegroesBe a freak about it and I'm a see about itSpeak about it, no bitch, I'm a be about itWho want some of this, West running thisMack 10 with the playboy bunny bitchShe's a dummy bitch - where the money pit?You broke ass niggas can't even stomach thisWhat that connect like? Nigga three time felon.Six-double-0 West selling, rich, rebellin'.Throw it up; hold it up, guns bust, four fingers upTwo twisted in the middle with the thumb cuffed.Chevy mashin', dipping the ass n' killin' a zaggin.44' mag'n and toe taggingDub the hood phantom and I'm in a blue phantom.In front of the club, I'm valet, dumpin' a tall can of magnum, trick.What is it like? Tossing 'em hoesAnd rolling on fools on them fo'sFlossing 'em chains, we doing big thangsAnd busting on punks at close rangeThis is the way us gangsta's rollSit back and watch as it unfoldsBitches and suckas done so coldAhhh! This is the life we choseDope money and rapping shit I'm all with itAnd all I know is streets, so this is how I spit itChicken hawk see a bird, and I gotta get itSo if ya hood come up short, then I'd probably did itand if your momma thick then I gotta hit itThe Trojans gotta be a magnum for me to fit itIf its sherm on a stick then I probably lit itThe red beam is on your wig so I probably split itTo all them bitches that think they bootyliciousI think they nutritious- I think they do dishesI make 'em three wishes - of takin' they picturesAnd spending they riches- I fuck 'em they bitchesEgo-maniac, little homies call me brainiacIce Cube is an ass-hole, and it ain't an actSo take a hit of that - and remember thatWhere my motha-fuckin' niggas and my bitches at?Tr-i-ick I'm W.C, the rider of the clique.Like a dragon its nothin' but fire when I spitAnd I can't shake these ghetto waysI street rich nigga eatin' a bag of laysSome rubber bands some braidsFrom the turf for the sirens and ambulanceWhere we keep the pistols smoking like AfghanistanIt's the gangsta, the killa, the dope dealerBack for more figgas-, so trick, bow down and pour the liquor, bitch!What is it like? Tossin 'em hosAnd rollin' on fools on them voguesFlossin' 'em chains, we doin' big thangsAnd busting on punks at close rangeThis is the ways us gangsta's rollSit back and watch as it unfoldsBitches and suckas done so coldAhhh! This is the life we choseWhat is it like? Tossin 'em hosAnd rollin' on fools on them voguesFlossin' 'em chains, we doin' big thangsAnd busting on punks at close rangeThis is the ways us gangsta's rollSit back and watch as it unfoldsBitches and suckas done so coldAhhh! This is the life we choseIt's plain to see you can't change meCause I'm a be Connected For LifeIt's plain to see you can't change meCause I'm a be Connected For LifeYeah! Westside Connect gang for lifeButch Cassidy, Manny Fresh you're a fool for this b-boyuh, uh, uh