The Gangsta, the Killa, and the Dope Dealer

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Westside Connection

Westside Connection was an American gangsta 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. more »

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2003

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Living in a California cage, ya'll trying to study me 
Gangbangin' a never die, it's too much love 
You always gonna get niggas like us, you know what I mean 
Got damn, how many more motherfuckin' penatentaries ya'll gonna build 
How many jars you gonna try to put us in 
You know what I'm saying 

Can't none of ya'll niggas f*ck with none of these niggas 
These triggas we's killas 
Sittin' on the porch in between legs 
Wit a bitch French braiding my head 

Leave 'em til they matted forearm tatted 
What's the Connection bitch you looking at it 
It don't stop 
I hit mo' licks than it takes to get to the center of a blow pop 

And it's gonna take a miracle 
To drive a car this color down Imperial 
Yeah, I got heart but ain't trying to see Marcia Clark 

Who's that dumpin' out that window hoo riding 
Nobody survives when I got my steel up 
Throwing my shit up pulling the trigga what the 
F*ck you looking at nigga true blue 

When I bust leaving bodies hanging like the tongue 
On my chucks chalk another one 
Homicidal in the G ride 
I swear I'm killing every nigga standing outside 

Letting 'em have it 
With my double barrel sawed off I'm smoking 
Everybody nigga bitches and all stretch 'em 
Out in broad daylight muthafuck the witnesses 

Eyes big as golf balls from the funny cigarette 
As the sun frowns on my forehead 
I sweat murder which makes me a walking dead 
Man bringing more bad news than shlepp rock 

When I bust shots 
W.C. keep the hammer cocked... 

Well, it's the nigga that's housin' the scene 
I got pounds of green and birds sittin' on the triple beams 
I put it down on and off the record my flats a 
Double decker, marble floors all checkered 

Now what can I say every bitch I lay be pure and 
Bombay like Peruvian yae 
So I brag and I boast man I got the most, man 
I make more deliveries than the postman 

My homie Carlito plug me with the amigos an 
Now it's kilos five and six double zeros 
Now what's next I'm stuck like a Kotex 
Blindin' niggas with the buggas in my Rolex 

With my aces o-t on a regular basis 
We got pauveted faces fightin' federal cases 
'Cause ain't nothin' reala' than niggas gettin' they scrilla 
Like a gangsta, a killa 
But Mack I'll be the dope deala

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