[Ice Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta
[Nate
Na na na na na na na na (Westside) Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh) Na na na na na na na na (what what) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (yea) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na
{NATE This GAME here is rough as fuck These hoes out here the bucks These fools out afraid to bust I have no fear, of what And in years I'm comin' up Fools real loud but don't run up we come through they'd run it up We still right here so what the
{West Connection} nigga I'm tired of these niggas barkin like shit talkin' shit From the concrete when they like shit And he goes and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gat ain't gonna and know that It's a dub (W) S C thang dub C And we don't fuck niggas and khaki jeans strains I'm fucked movin' I'm clearin' the It's the who bangin' bandana The
Evacuate the bitch here come a plane No it's the bad ass Westside Connect And fuck you plain nigga this who bang With enough game to drive a bitch insane And we number one gunners no we ain't It's with us homie, killaz and drug runners And Mack a beat now in a H2 Hummer Lookin hotter a mothafuckin L.A. summer go
This game right is rough as fuck These out here about the bucks These fools out afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of And in years I'm comin' up Fools real loud but don't run up When we come through run it up We right here so what the fuck
the fuck is Ice Cube talkin' about? That's how you get nuts parked in you mouth Westside bitch, the old shit I don't conversate with pussy i aint get I don't holla at these that sing like Ashanti Body like Beyonce, like Andre (uhhh) bitch You scrangay But I'm rich so my got to be bomb rate
Have you us, naw Haters see us Connect we the G'est nigga Countless and countless charges Street niggas makin out of Cuban cigars Big by the sip notic by the liters With a flock of on us cause the cronic is a grennes And to my G's incarcerated and on stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga
{N. Dogg
It's a Gangsta if you in you a G And the whole world by the C in the sea Now tell the truth rappers you don't ball me Cause I'm from the gang ya'll is industry And I'm servin' up and comin' young hustlers and cluckers Bangin for the hood havic and ruckus You fools actin label kissin up ass And your solder down when you piss muthafucka
[I.C] One thing I do I ain't the uno Big rap sumo on pruno (you know) I'd like to the congregation In my to the Gangsta Nation I'm hard on them, yeah I'm You like a pussy, nigga you useless You know the trick, better get up on it Cause it must be a with Nate Dogg singin' on it
Look this out man We got a Gangsta goin down over here So ya'll might as well say it And join Westside thang man once you get with this nigga you as G as can be Believe' homeboy like that Fred Red, what I'd you homey It ain't a hit Nate Dogg spit ( na na na na na na na na in backround)
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (Consider this an invitation, to my Nation) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na