Westside Connection - Westside Slaughterhouse [Edited] Lyrics

[Mack 10]
Microphone check I.O. from the west coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California blew the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets

[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don of the click
All you suckas want to dis the pacific
But you buster n****s never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we f***ed
Her p**** whipped b**** with no common sense
Hip Hop started in the west
Ice Cube bailin' through the east without a vest

[W.C]
Now as I look to my riz-right and to my left
I see motherf***ers staring like they want to step
So I'm grabin' my rusty screw driver
In case I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Rio's Vagina
Finda notha crew of n****s that can f*** with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you figure speed on before you get peed on n****

[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the L.A. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab the mic tight strike like a rattle bring
Rhymes and nines to the mutherf***in' battle
So sun down to sun up run up with my gun up
All brakes get to pumpin'
They know a n**** dumpin'
You dred like a rasta when I lock like a terrier
Mack 10 the n**** with the heat that I'll berry ya

[Ice Cube]
Oh ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo feet
Clear thewhole block both sides of the street
Even crips and bloods hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a n**** where you from "West-side"

[W.C.]
F*** all you n****s I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano f*** a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man Sontiago
'Cause you n****s ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So n**** f*** what you tellin' me
Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you wanted to
Look ya'll it Mack 10,Cube and the double you

[Mack 10]
I just had a scrap for the neighborhood Inglewood stereotype
Got to deal with the hype
Known to kick back with the fat sack f*** that
Where my gat at n**** trippin' off my bulls hat
About to let loose with the chrome tray dude 5 shots
And I put holes in yo bandanna
I push a Benz you still rollin' Gs
So n**** miss me with the set trip
And start slangin' keys

[Ice Cube]
When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in the sunshine
With only one nine
Now who wants to bust with the never rust
Goin' platinum plus every time I cuss
So f*** the whole world black n****s
Better hope I don't grow my jeri curl back

[W.C.]
Steper murderer stepin' out a Chevrolet
Sportin' a beenie like Marvin Gaye
Stalkin' walkin' in my big black chuck's
Standin' t'all in your freestyle session holdin' my balls
I'm peepin' game like a ref in '95
'Cause n****s be foul and bitten other n****s styles
But if you're bitten this you better bring a dentist
'Cause sucking these balls ah give yo a** lock jaws

[Mack 10]
Which way shall I go n**** what should I do
Should I bang with the red should I truce with the blue
Should I rock dope beats grab the mic and stay down
Or should I shoot out of town and flip this pound
S*** I never knew that my nuts ah get bigger
Checkin' major figures I'm hangin' with platinum n****s
It's Mack 10 and I'm Inglewood swangin'
No time fo bangin'
But still got my cackeys hangin'

[Ice Cube]
F*** one love it's the bloody glove killin' honkey hoes
Leaving blood stains on Broncos
In a Hertz rental I drive on the 405
Is he dead or 'alive
Motherf***in court took another snort
Jumpin' over chairs as I run through the airport
So I can catch a flight away from the drama
Number 32 chillin' in the Bahamas

[W.C.]
Sucky ducky quack n****s ain't knowin' how to act
Sucka ducks play the back
N**** use to dis now it's turning around and like Brandy
Motherf***ers want to be down
With this west coast rap game I can give a f***
If you wasn't down at first you can buck these nuts
Transformers get stole on boom (boom!)
Get the picture killa Cali home of the body bags n****

West-side (x2)