Bangin` Lyrics

Bangin` lyrics

[Featuring Westside Connection]
West syy eed
Huh niggaz be like wonderin
where tha Ice Cream Man been at
I been down South countin my marbles
nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I
mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
Westside
Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout
It Bout It
Its the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh D
See me, I
take this gangbang shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the hood patrol wit my
flag in ya mommas style
I throw my set up, I ret up, Nigga I break up
No
hollow points so I don't jam tha tec up, dog
I put tha Cavi all day to
parlay, when niggaz trip I spray
Then is anybody here all day, shit I trizit
to my clizit
Who wanna fuck wit it, since tha World is a ghetto
looks like
I'm stuck wit it, Killa Cali is the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay
my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or
blue
I gets my drop on, I regulate the turf I stomp on
Everytime I see
some I grabs me gun
Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from
Boom
boom bang on I bust back, fuck that
Loud strings in my chucks and a maroon
velvet golf hat
I let my holsters hang loose, no truce, no tamin
Westside
niggaz for life, it's gangbangin
Chorus:
Red rag blue rag, watchin niggaz
sag
44 mag, throwin up flags
If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what
you slangin
Ain't no tamin Westside gangbangin
What do I got get high
for, what would I lie for
And what would I die for
Westside is the best
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all
about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
ain't no rules when you ain't got
nuttin to lose, and a gang of
tattoos
So throw ya muthaphukkin, set high in the air
If you don't care,
to ride a wheelchair
Watch what hood you select
Many niggaz get checked
for the tat on they neck
We got the cannabis bombay, G ride Hyundai, ya best
ta pray we don't
Find out where ya stay, lookin at my momma thru a glass
window
Up in L.A. before it was called South Central
Makin niggaz like
new statistics while bumpin my Stylistics, and
I'm locin, smokin dat yermon
as a youngsta
Now I'm big and strong as Herman Munster
It's the set I
threw up, tha only way ta go
It's the way i grew up, the only way I know, fa
sho'
It ain't about Crip or Blood, and itll never die
Because there's too
much love
Chorus
High as a ki-zite tonite, rollin on my ci-zite
With
that Dub-S to that C-lite
Im ready, but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat
like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg
crusher
Nigga make way for this Neighborhood quickster
Raised in a
system, gang affiliated
America, take a look at what you created
Started
in a section, grew like an erection, spreaded like cancer
Now tha country's
infected, gangbangin world wide, beat the death pole
I guess the world
really is a motherfuckin ghetto
But Westside niggaz are the craziest, that's
why I'm keepin
My fingas on deez, loaded clips, cause we done served two of
them men
Ain't no tellin what them niggaz gone get
If they done try to
retaliate
I can't sleep, cause death is lookin foe me
I can't shake tha
jacket, too many niggaz know me, Shazzam!!
I guess I'm in too deep, fuck
cullas, Im riddin over low term beef
Chorus 2X
Gang bangin, huh, Cube
nigga wassup, W.C., Mack 10, Master P
Gang bangin nigga, uhhhh, we rowdy, we
Bout It Bout It
Told y'all niggaz the Westside the best side
We gots
sumpin foe all you hatas nigga regulate
Bringin the whole motherfuckin west
side, red blue together
Makin green nigga, makin green
Chorus
Nigga
it's all right ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my
nigga Masta P
But ain't no more God for us nigga
But we can live for that
green
The legal way baby, the legal way
This song is dedicated, to
everybody who fallen victim to gangbangin
World wide Westside, real niggaz
of tha world unite