Too West Coast
WC, Maylay, Ice Cube
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[Ice Cube] My ego, is big as Heathrow Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw Yes this negro, is rather lethal You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what she wrote, this is mo' evil This is less than zero, don't be a hero Nigga I'm a pharaoh, with double barrels Goose bumps, hair rose, when I shoot these arrows at your Camaro, pullin down Melrose Still down with Elkos{?} 'til the fuckin' cell close Nigga don't test me, you're gonna fail those They should arrest me, blow like Dizzy Gillespie I don't aim where yo' vest be (bang) [W.C.] I'm too hot, to stop, walkin' up with two Glocks Way more than two shots, that'll make your roof drop House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop Whole crew popped, by this old school new shot G niggaz still keep my weed in a shoebox Dippin' rollin' through blocks, dippin' while the crew pops Eatin' chicken dinners in my cutoffs and tube socks Play my shit a lot of deejays they do not Cause me and bitch niggaz don't mix like two cocks Who knocks with them pocket rockets that'll shoot dots Have your skull on the news lookin' like goulash When they ask who the top don't mention us as foolish Eat yo' ass up like a pack of barracudas Put the barrel to ya, like we never knew ya Send the metal through ya, Da Lench Mob shooters [Maylay] I know vatos and they get popped most Niggaz that flip mo' chicken than Bosco's Squattin' down the block low, hop in that hot fo' And I can spot Poles when they not in cop clothes Squabble with the combos, Maylay got those Crates or case, boxloads like they came from Costco's They be poppin' bottles, we knockin hollows Promise by tomorrow I can have the spot closed Talkin' pronto, somethin' like a lotto Chips and cheese f*ck meat, nigga these nachos Speakin' on guap' though, cause that's a combo Keep my green on the side like it was cilantro Comin' with the honchos, that's in a stock Rolls And everythang up out they mouth is like the gospel It won't stop flow oh I'm not though Lench Mob, big swanger, don't bang is the motto [Chorus 4X: all] Motherfuckers tell me, I'm too West coast They act like they scared of me, I'm too West coast The Grand Wizard Ice Cube [laughing] (I am the West, Cube!) (Got another one) (I be tellin' these niggaz and bitches on the bottom) (They need to drink some of this Kool-Aid) (Drink the Kool-Aid bitch!)
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Written by: CHRISTOPHER J. BELLARD, DE JON LAMONT UNDERDUE, O'SHEA JACKSON, TEAK ALGER UNDERDUE, WILLIAM L. CALHOUN
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