[Intro]
Bellin
Strolling with a limp, sagging hard
Mainly done by L.A. street n***as
Bellin is not just a casual stroll, but a way of life, a movement
First you take the rag, crease it
Place it in your back pocket and bell
But remember for all you square ass n***as
Rips to the left, dogs to the right
Not for n***as in tight ass jeans and penny loafers
But highly recommended for n***as sporting khakis, house shoes and locs

[Interlude]
Ah!
Woo, yeah
Oh my God! It can save a ho!
Yeah, we back motherfucker
WC, nee-ah, nee-ah
Bang! Bang! Haha
Yeah

[Verse 1: WC]
Keep it crackin'
I'm sick of all this bullshit yacking
Y'all done fucked around and got the Dub reacting
Lo-lows, broughams
House shoes or roams
Once again, it's on, n***a
It's time to G on
When it comes to gangsta shit, can't too many fuck with me
Hang with me or ride to the highest level of ride-tivity
One to the neck, two to the neck
I'm sticking them, leaving them scarred
Bitch n***as get rode off they yard, hard
Get off that shit, you lost that shit
See how many streets while you n***as talk that shit
Fuck who Billboard hanging and who take you banging and slanging
I'm the hardest n***a in this gamin', famin'
The only one remaining, but it's time for confrontation
The only one gon' slang them thangs
And swanging with the titanium flaming with my gun safety on effin'
Fuck the whole world, loc
I'm bellin
[Chorus: Kokane & WC]
Yeah I got the remedy (Uh-huh)
To make you wanna come and ride with me (Uh-huh)
You know I keeps it crackin' 'cause it's a must
'Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk (Bellin)
I'ma keep banging that gangsta-ish
And none of y'all n***as can fuck with it (Na)
You know I keeps it crackin' 'cause it's a must (Why?)
'Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk

[Verse 2: WC]
Sick as they come, slick as they come
WC got the bomb shit that'll numb your tongue
Fucking it up in my dun-da-da-duns, but not a dump-da-da-dun
Off a wet one
Chucking up the finger, a thumb
Scrap it, clack-clack it and toss the liquor
Clip the barrel and hang out the window and get off on n***as
Snatch n***as, clap triggers
Leave-you-on-your-back-of-the-grass n***as
Fuck all you rapping-ass n***as
I'ma thank em'
Let my nuts hang and dick dangle
Come in with that shit that make you break them ankles
'Cause I'm an all-season n***a
Leave ya leaking, n***a
Thirsty gutter n***a
You's a first-week-motha' n***a
Disappear, n***a, we gon' be here
Been shifting gears and doing this shit for years
Off the liquor though
Really though, fuck a video
I'm getting in these hoes
N***a, fuck what y'all yellin'
I'm Bellin
[Chorus: Kokane & WC]
Yeah I got the remedy
To make you wanna come and ride with me (Ride)
You know I keeps it crackin' 'cause it's a must (Keep it crackin')
'Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk
I'ma keep banging that gangsta-ish (Keep it bangin')
And none of y'all n***as can fuck with it (True)
You know I keeps it crackin' 'cause it's a must (Yeah)
'Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk
Come on

[Bridge: Kokane & WC]
If you see me saggin'
Don't say nothing
It's just the way we bell
We bell, we bell
Just the way we bell, y'all
When you see these Chucks (When you see 'em)
You know I don't give a fuck
It's just the way we bell
Ooh-woo
Got to keep it so real
Ooh-woo, ooh-woo

[Verse 3: WC]
Roll 'em in, loc, it's on again
Pour the Henn'
Pull 'em out and let 'em fly
Hang 'em high
Put them hankies in the sky (Yeah)
Out-of-town n***as, what you need?
Hit me, get with me
Get tuned in to the realist n***a in the city
And if you came to L.A., you never reached out and touched us
Trust us
Then you must have been fucking with bustas
Hell yeah, I said it, I'm a hog in this shit
'Cause, before me, was none of this walking shit (None)
Keep it real
When I was skipping on Benzos and Navies
Y'all was in tight-ass pants with murphys in your khakis
Ducking
Now, all of a sudden, n***as start gettin' super-crippin' of blunts
So n***a taste these slugs
Tuckin'
N***a, tuck in your chain and your tail in and shut the fuck up and make way for these fellas
N***a, I'm bellin