Westside Slaughterhouse (Feat. Ice Cube & WC) - WC

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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**ch up

Put the gangsta twist on

Her sunny southern cal it never snows

Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's

When it comes to the gun play we vets

It's west coast foe life no crew only sets

It's the dog breathing through the smog

I'm a hog of this gangster sh*t

Don of the click

All you suckers want to dis the pacific

But you buster niggas never get specific

Used to love her mad cause we f**ked

Her p**sy whipped b**ch with no common sense

Hip hop started in the west

Ice cube bailing through the east without a vest

Now as I look to my riznight and to my left

I see motherf**kers staring like they wanna step

So I'm grabbing my rusty screw driver

In case I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Rio's vagina

Find another crew of niggas that can f**k with this

Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool

You must be on dick d**e and dynamite

How you figure speed on before you get peed on ni**a

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 motherf**king battle

So sun down to sun up run up with my gun up

All brakes get to pumping

They know a ni**a dumping

You dred like a rasta when I lock like a terrier

How you figure speed on before you get peed on ni**a

Oh ah oh ah do a walk by and watch everybody die

Niggas into gangs things and narcotics

Freak b**ches riches and hydrolics

Pull heat knock you off yo feet

Clear the whole block both sides of the street

Even crips and bloods hear my thuds

Fee fy foe fum a ni**a where you from

F**k all you niggas I'm yelling

This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um

Toons play the piano f**k a battle

I'm socking rappers like mad man Santiago

Cause you niggas ain't impressing me

Plus you singing big red records

So ni**a f**k what you telling me

Sit down jr you couldn't see me if you wanted to

Look y all it Mack 10 cube and the double you

I just had a scrap fo the neighborhood Inglewood stereotype

Got to deal with the hype

Known to kick back with the fat sack f**k that

Where my gat at ni**a tripping 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 rolling gs

So ni**a miss me with the set trip

And start slanging keys

When I say itchy citchy

Niggas get *****y *****y cause they heard of ah

Natural born murder-ah

I'm like Frankenstein is spanking time

Laying in the sunshine

With only one nine

Now who wants to bust with the never rust

Going platinum plus every time I cuss

So f**k the whole world black niggas

Better hope I don t grow my Jeri Curl back

Stepper murder-a stepping out a Chevrolet

Sporting a beanie like Marvin Gaye

Stalking walking in my big black chuck's

Standing tall in your freestyle session holding my balls

I'm peeping game like a ref in '95

Cause niggas be foul and biten other niggas styles

But if you're biten this you better bring a dentist

Cause sucking these balls ah give yo a** lock jaws

Which way shall I go ni**a what should I do

Should I bang with the red should I truce with the blue

Should I rock d**e beats grab the mic and stay down

Or should I shoot out of town and flip this pound

Sh*t I never knew that my nuts ah get bigger

Checking major figures

I'm hanging with platinum niggas

It's Mack 10 and I'm Inglewood swinging

No time for banging

But still got my cackeys hanging

F**k one love it's the bloody glove killing honkey hoes

Leaving blood stains on broncos

In a hertz rental I drive on the 405

Is he dead or alive

Motherf**king court took another snort

Jumping over chairs as I run through the airport

So I can catch a flight away from the drama

Number 32 chilling in the Bahamas

Sucky ducky quack niggas ain't knowing how to act

Sucker ducks play the back

Ni**a use to dis now it's turning around and like brandy

Motherf**kers wanna be down

With this west coast rap game I can give a f**k

If you wasn't down at first you can buck these nuts

Transformers get stole on boom (boom)

Get the picture killer cali home of the body bags ni**a