Released: October 22, 1996

Songwriter: Bud’da WC Mack 10 Ice Cube

Producer: Bud’da

[Intro: Ice Cube]
Brrrgh!
Ai! Ai!
In about four seconds, a gangsta will begin to speak

[Verse 1: Mack 10]
Well it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style
I been pullin 211's ever since TaDow
It's ten million ways to die, choose it
Mack will hit the loop and loose it
Off this gang-bang music
Slaughter water got the room stunk
I smoke and make dough like Trump
Cookin powder till it chunk, punk!
Straight off dust, nigga trust I'll bust
And cross em out and put a'K if they ain't down with us

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
It's off the hook, nigga, I'm a Westside crook, nigga
Put 40 motherfuckin dollars on my books, nigga
I'm not an MC, I'm not a G
I mean I'm A-to-fuckin'-Z and everythang in between
Rappers like gangbangin' cos I'm in it to the fullest
And my hood ain't never dodging bullets
It's all about the Bloods and Crips, dogs and rips
Corners and dips, bitches and chips, nigga!

[Verse 3: WC]
Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
What's this my frickeler radar system
Detects busta B-I-itches on the premises
Niggas be dissin on a down low
So now my motto is "Fuck every rapper from the East and the West Coast"
New School, Old School, I hate you motherfuckers
I'm steady plottin wipin my ass with your album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Even on Sundays nigga, to motha fucking holidays

[Hook]
'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
Nigga! To South Central L.A.!

[Verse 4: Mack 10]
Goddamn nigga! This shit make me sick
All these West Coast cowards ridin New York dick(Brrgh!)
Bustas get sprayed wearin high-top fades
And Kangols backwards with dark-ass shades
No switchblades, nigga, we shoot
That's how it is on the West when you're true to your roots
So kill the action, punk, hoochie bitches clown
Nigga get your sag on and keep your pants legs down

[Verse 5: Ice Cube]
Check it! Ho shut your mouth and get naked!
I'm Connected and ain't no bitches singin on this record
No R&B tracks, just niggas on wax
Kickin facts with these gang-bang raps
Every nigga in the industry wanna rap with me
Like it's all good, you ain't from my hood
Nigga, I don't even like your shit, I don't like your crew
I'm true, you're through, nigga fuck you!

[Verse 6: WC]
Nigga get off, this shit is wack
Fuck that, I bust you in the can with a motherfuckin bumper jack
Spit on ya, shit on ya, when I get on ya, piss on ya
Going up in ya, fucking ya, cause I ain't lovin none of ya
And even female rappers are getting smacked
Stabbed in the titties and kicked in the back
Cos I'm a westside Connection hoodsta
Far from a lover dishing nothing but bullets and dirty rubbers

[Hook]

Brrrgh!
In about four seconds, a killa will begin to speak

[Verse 7: Mack 10]
Now you can cross out the busters and snitches
B-Real and Ms. Muggs is like Hollywood bitches
From the niggas I know in the streets I run through
Swear to god bitch real it ain't one dog that know you (not one)
So watch what you say, who ya talk about, you tweekin
And keep hogs out'cha mouth when ya bitch ass is speakin
I'm sick wit it, cap at your dome till I hit it
This Westside Connection, Cypress know they can't fuck with it

[Verse 8: Ice Cube]
Use to get kisses and hugs, now I'm servin ya slugs
Fuck B-Real and Muggs, y'all niggas ain't no fuckin thugs
T your surprise, everybody dies
From Columbian neck ties covered with flies
Ya fuckin maggots, ya fuckin faggots
I should alert you, every motherfucker that I know wanna hurt you
So when I pull my spray can to spray
I'm sprayin C-H-K all motherfuckin day

[Verse 9: WC]
I once knew this bitch by the name of Q-Tip
Who claim he had a problem with this gangsta shit
Behind closed doors, runnin his mouth like a trick and
Til this nigga bout the name of Dub caught him slippin
Tied his ass up and threw him in the truck
Put an apple in his mouth then dug his ass out
About a month later they found his body stashed
In a trash bag with a cucumber in his ass

[Hook]

[Ice Cube]
Don't go chasin waterfalls
Stick to them dicks and balls you're used to
Punk ass motherfuckers!

Brrrrgh!

Westside Connection

Westside Connection were a rap supergroup formed by Ice Cube, WC and Mack 10. The group’s debut album, Bow Down, reached the number 2 position on the Billboard 200 in 1996, going platinum that year.

The group broke up in 2005 because of a beef between Ice Cube and Mack 10.

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