[Intro: Daz Dillinger + WC]
Clown, muthafucka, clown
Yeah (āCheck it out yāallā)
Back in your muthafuckinā ass once more (āCheck it out yāallā)
Dub-C, CJ Mac, and Ice Cube, and diggy Daz knocking down your door
Crazy Toones, whatās happening? Yeah, break it down like that
Show these n***as where their heart at
Show these n***as where heart
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(āThatās rightā) (āHere I comeā) (āMad muthafuckinā CM Macā)
(āHere I comeā) (āMad muthafuckinā CJ Macā)
(āThatās rightā)(āHere I comeā)(āMad muthafuckinā CJ Macā)
(āItās like that yāall, itās like that yāallā¦itās like that-uh-that-thatā)
(āLike that yāall, itās like that yāall...ā)(āAnd it goes a little something like thisā)
[Verse 1: CJ Mac]
10 years ago, a friend of mine
Gave me a half a chicken, told me, āHoodsta, go grindā
Bought a half a gallon, beaker, and a pound of pro
Swear to God you n***as never see me short no more
From the Southern Cali alleyways to birds in Virginia
Mr. Woo swoop the coupe on dubs, I aināt bullshittinā
Flossy flossy, you droppinā carachi
I got china white, now what you set like?
Bling, look at my wrist, you see my diamonds done blinking
One stone, 7-karat ring, n***a
CJ Mac, I swerve Impalas, spend dollars, and floss jewels
Iām on Cristal, bust a pistol, first boss move
You n***as hate me, but give me respect
And love head, known to keep a bitch taco naked
Punk biatch, I fuck āem if sheās stealing me clothes
Fuck a misdemeanor bitch and fuck with felony hoes
[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger]
Now all of yāall are OGās
All my real n***as roll with these
We got something vicious up our sleeves
Making n***as bleed dead in the street
For what you claim for the rep and the name
Get looney insane, we tie āem to the brain
Motto of Tha Gang: āWe blast and maintainā
We got fame, status for flying, giving n***as static
Making their muthafuckinā hearts so panicked
We back, Cube, Dub, CJ Mac
True indeed riders, punk, we Westsiders
No other can divide us, make the barrel blow my fire
Making all these sucker ass n***as run and expire
Like that, what it is, my opponents get shut ātil the end
Thatās how it is
[Interlude: Ice Cube]
Supreme gangsta shit
We dream gangsta shit
Supreme gangsta shit
We dream gangsta shit
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(āIce Cubeā¦back up in this B-I-itchā)
[Verse 3: Ice Cube]
The mega don, uh-huh, the episode
Scrillions is what a n***a fold
We meant it, rollinā in tinted, the authentic
Ghetto scented, we invented, highly recommended
Go independent, and defend it
Aināt scared to throw up my dub and represent it (Westside)
Itās Beretta and Mister Moā Cheddar
Let Ice Cube rhyme last, n***as know better
See me in this godfather, you better tuck your tail
Fuck a bitch dreams, n***as waiting too in hell
Take a photo, n***as know, though
Ice Cube went from Soul-Glo to a fuckinā mogul
Bet your hoe know weās in town, fresh off Con-Air
Gave a concierge cab fare, pullinā hair, slappinā titties
Giving her shitties to new jack cities
Delectable, rich and pretty
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(āLike that yāall, itās like that yāallā¦itās like that-uh-that-thatā)
(āLike that yāall, itās like that yāall, itās like that-uh-that-that, itās like that yāallā)
(āDub-Cā¦back up in this B-I-itchā)
[Verse 4: WC]
Now what in the fuck is this? C. Mac, Cube, Daz
How would the fuck I look letting yāall clown without me riding with yāall ass?
Take it up outta the Cadillac, hittinā front and back
Talking shit on rings, tattoos and golf hats
Last year was Curb Servinā, this year Iām counting stacks
With the don, the Dillinger, me the killer, my n***a C. Mac blown off āgnac
Strictly Gās, bitch, no fleas in my clique
Just n***as in colored beanies with that 7-digit itch
Keep it rich, ācause gangsta rap shit, n***a, Iām in love with it
Stuck with it; if it aināt that gangsta shit, I canāt fuck with it
Since the days of Funkadelic, Iāve been giving it up
Creasing these khakis, folding the tongue on these Chucks
They say Gās keep the world spinningāwell, if thatās true
Picture me spinning the globe on my middle finger like Meadowlark Lemon
Fuck the world, Iām through with you bustas in ā98
Give me the pussy, the money, and the mic and Iām straight
[Crazy Toones scratching]
(āLike that yāallā¦itās like that yāallā¦itās like that-uh-that-that, itās like that yāallā)
(āLike that yāall, itās like that yāall, itās like that-uh-that-that, itās like that yāallā)