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What would you do
If I punked your whole crew?
Would you run like a bitch from me?
Niggaz don't test 'coz we come from the west
Yes, the W-S to the C Westside

Westside niggaz
Fuck everybody that used to be down
That ain't down no mo'
Y'all niggaz ain't from the best side
Y'all don't know how we puts it down
Trick ass motherfuckers

Let's make it happen, nigga, fuck rappin', I'm bellin'
With three time felons, nigga, who you tellin'?
Doug Lou Ellen 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 niggaz that pretend to be friend to me
We the dopest niggaz 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

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

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

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
'Coz 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 niggaz all posted up and heated
Hogs put it down nothing less than a fat knot
Niggaz 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

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

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

Let it rain, let it drip
Niggaz 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 niggaz
'Coz 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 'coz I got 'em all scared of this
Cutthroat janky enviromental terrorist
Stickering my tapes, hoping that they can silence me
'Coz 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 niggaz dick
'Coz I'm punking mo' niggaz than Deebo
Illegal sipping Seagrams straight smoking on a Primo

Nigga, fuck what you sayin', fuck who you tellin'
I'm only bellin' with some three time felons
Fuck what your sayin', and fuck who your tellin'
I'm only bellin' with some three time felons

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

West coast till the casket drop
Rollin' till the wheels fall off
West coast till the casket drop
Rollin' till the wheels fall off

West coast till the casket drop
Rollin' till the wheels fall off
West coast till the casket drop
Westside, rollin' till the wheels fall off

Yeah, time is runnin' out niggaros and nigga hoes
All W's must be true
Inspected by the Westside Connect Gang
W S C G, bonafied and worldwide
When you see Ice Cube, throw up the W
When you see Mack 10, throw up the W
When you see W.C., throw up the W
When you see Crazy Tunes, throw up the W
When you see K-Dee, throw up the W
When you see The Comrades, throw up the W
All Frum Tha I, throw up the W
Westside till I die, what you thinkin' of?
And y'all bitches can throw it up too
What would you do   If I punked your whole crew?   Would you run like a bitch from me?   Niggaz don't test 'coz we come from the west   Yes, the W-S to the C Westside      Westside niggaz   Fuck everybody that used to be down   That ain't down no mo'   Y'all niggaz ain't from the best side   Y'all don't know how we puts it down   Trick ass motherfuckers      Let's make it happen, nigga, fuck rappin', I'm bellin'   With three time felons, nigga, who you tellin'?   Doug Lou Ellen 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 niggaz that pretend to be friend to me   We the dopest niggaz 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      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      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      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   'Coz 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 niggaz all posted up and heated   Hogs put it down nothing less than a fat knot   Niggaz 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      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      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      Let it rain, let it drip   Niggaz 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 niggaz   'Coz 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 'coz I got 'em all scared of this   Cutthroat janky enviromental terrorist   Stickering my tapes, hoping that they can silence me   'Coz 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 niggaz dick   'Coz I'm punking mo' niggaz than Deebo   Illegal sipping Seagrams straight smoking on a Primo      Nigga, fuck what you sayin', fuck who you tellin'   I'm only bellin' with some three time felons   Fuck what your sayin', and fuck who your tellin'   I'm only bellin' with some three time felons      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      West coast till the casket drop   Rollin' till the wheels fall off   West coast till the casket drop   Rollin' till the wheels fall off      West coast till the casket drop   Rollin' till the wheels fall off   West coast till the casket drop   Westside, rollin' till the wheels fall off      Yeah, time is runnin' out niggaros and nigga hoes   All W's must be true   Inspected by the Westside Connect Gang   W S C G, bonafied and worldwide   When you see Ice Cube, throw up the W   When you see Mack 10, throw up the W   When you see W.C., throw up the W   When you see Crazy Tunes, throw up the W   When you see K-Dee, throw up the W   When you see The Comrades, throw up the W   All Frum Tha I, throw up the W   Westside till I die, what you thinkin' of?   And y'all bitches can throw it up too